EVERYONE HAS THEIR OWN DEMONS
Once upon a time, there lived a shrewd and unjust king. The streets of his kingdom were in peril. The wealthy landlords often oppressed the poor. They offered hefty gifts to the king to turn a blind eye on their vicious acts. The poor people never revolted as everyone knew that one thing the king was good at was his skills on the battlefield. Time and time again he saved his kingdom from various demons which lurked around. So, to be alive and safe, they continued to get oppressed by the wealthy landlords. The king had only one son, who was destined to be the next ruler. But the king was sad, as he was nothing like the son he wanted. Prince often strolled around the lush green parks of the palace, singing and dancing. The king tried to teach him the ways of the battle by force, but he was always aloof in his own world. He wanted his son to accompany him to slay the demons who tormented the streets, but he always goofed around or ran away from his training. “Why do I have to slay demons ...
