"Are you really still a princess if your kingdom is in ruins? If there is no one left to rule over but corpses?" the stranger asked.
"Are you still a god if your followers are dead?" the princess inquired.
"You're still alive." the old god challenged.
"I stopped believing in you after the war started." the princess snorted.
"So it seems." the god grinned.
"The generations that believed in you is dead and gone. They started these wars because they were blinded by greed and superstition." she exclaimed.
"Maybe so, but what is one of the last royals going to to about it?" the god inquired.
"End it. End it all!" she snarled.
