After almost eight years of being Arthur's manservant and friend, Merlin was pretty certain that he'd seen almost everything and that nothing could truly surprise him anymore. But nothing could have prepared him for this: Arthur under the influence of a truth serum that showed them all just how much the king liked to keep to himself.

The apocalypse, the fires raining down around him, the screams of his fellow beings, they only signified one thing to Merlin. His life at been for nothing, his eternity a worthless waste of time and energy and heartbreak, because the earth was about to explode, be swallowed up by the sun, and Arthur was not there.