In the great hall of a forgotten kingdom, The Handsome stands alone beneath towering stained‑glass windows, the echo of footsteps long gone haunting the cold stone around him. His golden crown and royal cape cannot hide the sorrow in his eyes, for every jewel he wears is a memory of someone he failed to save, every thread of his garment a promise that time has already broken. Though grief wraps around his heart like chains, The Handsome refuses to kneel; he guards the empty throne and the last fragments of his fallen realm with unshakable courage, knowing no living subject remains to speak his name. On the day the final bell tolls and the cathedral begins to crumble, he smiles for the first time in centuries—only then is it revealed that he chose this endless loneliness himself, trading his own freedom so that his people could escape their doomed world and live on forever in another, hidden beyond the chain.