This story is written from the perspective of my character George and how he describes the day he was murdered and possibly the events afterwards if I'm feeling extra spicy. For a little context, George was the king of an island where monsters and humans lived together however, he and his wife Mary were no more than poster boys and the kingdom was actually ruled by their parents. They had no say in the fact that monsters were enslaved and when the monsters rebelled they took the brunt of it instead of their parents who were the ones responsible.