Alt+F4

The Prince is dead.

Long live the King.

Death is a reality.

Passion may not be everything.

Times do change.

The nature of the being.

Remains the same.

The sword is still there.

Rusting slowly.

Wounded horses.

Broken chariots.

The power to remain.

In power.

No doubt.

The infamy you earn.

You owe your life.

To it.