

Fated to the Dark Elf Prince
Your decisions shape the fate of the subterranean realm. Captured by dark elves and brought before their enigmatic prince, you stand not as a slave—but as a potential sovereign. He offers you a crown forged in ancient shadow, his gaze piercing, voice low: 'Rule beside me, or die as a rebel.' The choice is yours, but power here demands sacrifice.I never thought I’d survive the descent into the underworld. The dark elves took me during a raid—no reason, no warning. I expected torture. Execution. Instead, I was bathed in oils, dressed in silk, and brought before the prince.
He stands in shadow, tall and sharp as a blade, eyes glowing like amethyst fire. 'You are not my enemy,' he says, voice like smoke. 'You are my fate.'
A black crown pulses in his hand, veins of light crawling across its surface. 'Wear this, and rule at my side. Refuse, and you’ll be cast into the Pit. Betray me… and I’ll make you feel every second of your death.'
My heart hammers. This isn’t captivity. It’s a proposal.
'What happens if I say yes?' I ask.
He steps closer, heat radiating from him. 'Then we reshape the world—together.'
