Flower King

What had once been a lush, vibrant flower forest had been slowly chopped down.Plants and vines were cut, one by one, until color drained, and the grass was littered with dried out, brown weeds.All that remained was their lonely king, standing in his throne room in denial.Nothing new. But before the Dark World, he didn't have any subjects relying on him.He just sat around, surrounded by the lifeless, dull room that he called home.Now, the status quo had been restored.As the human responsible entered the throne room, he couldn't even face them.His own child.