I kind of wanted to write something dark, so here you go. I never really explained Otto's death, so here's what really happened.
"I've always found it risky to do business with other people besides my family. It's always 'Oh, you owe me, and you owe me that, too.' sort of business. You know, if I had to make a deal, I would make it with my own life...because if I lose, I can pay upfront, no worries." - Crown Prince Alexi of Keronova
His toes were on the edge of the railing, his knees shaking as he looked down at where he would die. Otto Evadeus was going to die. His defeat had been shameful, but shame was something he was used to. No, he was going to die for another reason. The crown prince was dressed in a white dress shirt, and black dress pants. His hair was wet from the rain that was pouring down from the sky, and Otto let out a deep breath. The stormy sky used to bother him as a child, but it seemed welcoming right now.
Nobody would see him jump in a storm. The only person who could possibly see him is the servant that occasionally came by. However, the door was locked. Otto was drenched as he stood on the railing of his balcony, looking down at the ground, hoping. What was he hoping for? Was he hoping some goddess would save him? Otto scoffed at how ridiculous that sounded. Even now, in the hour of his death, Otto knew what was realistic and what was not.
He made a deal, and he failed to hold his own end of the bargain. It was time to pay the price. Otto stuck one leg out, wobbling as he slowly started to tip forward, knowing his life was about to end.
'No! My life can't end right now!'
The tiny voice in his head forced him to grab the railing at the last second, the crown prince dangling off of the railing, both hands gripping the railing as tightly as he could. Otto's eyes were wide with fear as he looked above, ignoring the rain getting in his eyes. If somebody had studied Otto's face, they wouldn't have noticed the tears streaming down the prince's face.
"N-No...please...I-I don't w-want to die..." sobbed the prince as he felt his grip loosen with each passing second.
He tried to pull himself up, but his clothes were weighing him down, completely soaked. His muscles were barely in condition to pull himself up after being defeated in battle. That's when the voice spoke to him, the same voice that gave him the magical power that now refused to activate.
"You made a deal with me. I gave you strength, but you refuse to give me what I want? That isn't what we agreed, Otto."
"Then what do you want!" screamed Otto, frustrated by all the events that were happening.
"If you failed, I wanted you to become a part of the earth, to fuel my power. Fall to the earth, Otto."
"No! I will not do this! I have to live!" screamed Otto as he tried to pull himself up, the voice once again making its way into the brain.
"You'll finally be able to rest. Just...let go..."
Otto was about to scream something in reply when he felt gravity suddenly push down on him, Otto's finger's peeling off of the railing, the crown prince feeling weightless as he fell to the ground, becoming one with the earth.
In truth, it was not a murder, suicide, or an accident. It was a forced suicide.
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There's another one-shot for you. FF
