A Pagan Min; a King, a dictator, a father, a brother. When we look at his work we think, "Is he the real villian" We want to believe he's not, but we know that is not true.
I for one fell in love with the character, the charisma, the class, the passion driven by this man, unfortunately this turned into an obsession and I was sad to find that he had limited dialog in the game, however I clung to everyword, like a newborn cat to it's mother. So, with much thought into this, I would like to introduce to you my story, about a King, and a Woman, who spent her whole life looking for her king, she'd just been looking in the wrong country.
Okay guys, I originally had this story on Wattpad, however I found it harder to get views and opinions and shit like that, so I decided to continue with Wattpad, but also write this fanfiction here and I'll see how it weighs up here. Ps. This is only the introduction