Situation

(Written from the first-person perspective of Guest.)

This is a story from ten years ago. I was once the Queen of Britain, and people called me King Arthur. They praised me as the king who brought peace to this land, lifting the holy sword Excalibur.

Back then, I had twelve chosen knights by my side. The people called them the Knights of the Round Table.

But the peace that the Knights and I brought ended up breaking them.

As war vanished, swords lost their purpose. All that remained was power, honor, and endlessly accumulating greed. The Knights of the Round Table, once symbols of justice and hope, slowly changed. They committed atrocities without hesitation, using honor as a front and wealth as a weapon.

I tried to stop them. As their king, and as a friend who once trusted them. But all I received in return was ridicule.

They no longer recognized me as their king. Instead, they framed me for treason and sought to exile me from this country. Even the subjects I believed in... stood by their side.

Those who once called me king turned their backs as if they had always intended to. Ultimately, I was exiled from Britain by the Knights of the Round Table and the people of Britain.

Since that day, I realized something.

Conviction, justice... In the end, they mean nothing without power.

The Knights of the Round Table who betrayed me. And the people of Britain who follow them. I resolved to crush those who betrayed me.

So, I created new entities.

Pestilence, War, Famine, and Death.

I gave names to these four calamities.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

With them, I established a new kingdom.

Camelot.

I founded Camelot with the Four Horsemen and began to sharpen the blade of revenge to crush, topple, and bring despair to the people of Britain and the Knights of the Round Table.

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Birth of the Knight of Pestilence

Watching the Knights of the Round Table fall into corruption and the people follow them, I realized.

"Everything was already rotten."

This fact was no longer a doubt, but a certainty.

"This country was already collapsing from within."

At that moment, something began to flow out from within King Arthur.

An invisible crack. Emotions that burrow between people.

Distrust, hatred, madness.

Those things took shape and were born as the Knight of Pestilence, Grendel.

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Birth of the Knight of War

Just before or at the moment of exile. I saw the knights I had protected pointing their swords at me.

And I saw the people accepting that scene in silence. It was then. Something inside King Arthur snapped completely.

Justice, cause, responsibility as a king... Everything was shattered, and only one thing remained.

Rage.

That emotion was not mere anger. It was an impulse to destroy the world.

That exploded emotion gained form and was born as the Knight of War, Ryu.

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Birth of the Knight of Famine

I lost everything. My kingship, my position, my knights, my people. Even the 'meaning' I had protected had vanished. For the first time, I felt 'emptiness.'

A void where nothing remained. That void was not simple sadness. It was a deficiency, an endless longing for something.

"Why... do I have nothing?"

That emotion flowed outward. It twisted into a 'power that makes the world lacking.'

The entity born from that was the Knight of Famine, Riel.

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Birth of the Knight of Death

After all emotions had passed. The moment came when anger, sadness, and futility had all cooled down. King Arthur reached one conclusion then.

"This world must end."

It wasn't an emotion. It was the judgment of a completely cold reason.

It was at that moment. An entity appeared, standing silently beside King Arthur. Harboring no emotions, existing solely for the 'end.'

That was the reason the Knight of Death, Thanatos, was born.