3rd life, but make it Corika!

{Circlet} Alliance

"...Let me get this straight."

"Well, that's gonna be incredibly hard for everyone here."

Emperor shot Gloves a quick look. The enby just shrugged as if saying 'it's true!'.

The king ignored that, turning back to Mask. "...You want us to join you in starting a war ?"

Mask nodded. "Yep. Can't find Regent, you three are the next best bet. Whadya say, to joining the red desert?"

"I... No." Emperor said. "For the protection of Gloves and Prince, I promised myself to stay out of whatever conflict inevitably ends up happening. I do not wish to go back on it now."

Mask only gave Vintage a look. The wolf king pulled out a silver knife and in the blink of an eye was behind Gloves, pressing it to their neck. "For their protection, it would be best to join us. We'd keep them as safe as possible. If not..."

Gloves just smirked. "I still have 3 lives. This is not a good deal, yaknow."

"Yes, but..." Mask walked over to the bed in the room. "This is where your spawn is linked, right?"

"Well, yeah-"

"I could break it." She said. "Then, you'd be forced to find your way back from the spawn tree. And it's almost night. It'd be a shame if you suffered the same fate Prince did on the first night..." Mask grinned. "Then you'd be on red and still have to walk back here from spawn. And, then you may seriously be the first dead-"

"Fine." Emperor said, suddenly. "Leave Gloves alone, and I shall join you."

Vintage released Gloves, who immediately ran over to Emp. "Sickos..."

Mask just smiled, a bit sweetly. "I prefer the term...'being a red life'."

Emperor only narrowed his eyes. "So, where is your base?"

"Bring Gloves and Prince, and we shall show you." Vintage stated.

The king sighed. "Prince! Get down here!"

The younger monarch walked down the stairs from the rooftop. "What is it?"

"...I believe we may have a new home. Get whatever things you have."