The Lich

They called me the Coffin King. I was the hero who slew the Lich and returned the Crown of Whispers to the Empire. The man of the people who rose to become emperor, only to fall again to a conspirator's blade. The cursed one. The creature of darkness, doomed to wander these shadowed halls for years uncounted. I am the monster the stories warned you about. I am the Lich. But you already knew all this, didn't you? If you hadn't, you wouldn't have ventured miles beneath the earth to my Castle-Under-The-Mountain to the foot of my Throne of Skulls with your silver sword in hand, ready to plunge it through my cold, un-beating heart. Be honest with yourself. You came for a confession. So a confession, you shall have. Now please, come a little bit closer...