You are to hold a life of fortune and fame, of wealth and benevolence. You are to rule your country with a kind hand, but you will be the end of this country: Thyssia. Once you find a love, your country will be destroyed and all will be lost.
Oh no! King Phirun is dead! I guess I will have to become king!
Our story revolves around a sweet, kind, and generous prince named Veasna. As a young boy, he stumbled across an oracle's cave and made the mistake of asking the question of his fate. The prophet, a blind and old man, replied in a flat, bored voice and told Veasna of his destiny.
Veasna honestly thought nothing of his prophecy. It seemed simple enough to avoid. He was only the second-born prince after all, and even if he did become king, he would just avoid getting married. Time passed, and his brother, Phirun, is crowned king of Thyssia while Veasna lead the country's well-trained army.
However, after a short rule, King Phirun mysteriously passed away, leaving Veasna to rule on his own. Thinking that he only had one thing to avoid now instead of two, Veasna became Thyssia's new king.
Eventually, Veasna found his time as king to be one full of wealth and prosperity for his country, just like the oracle foretold. Veasna was starting to wonder if he had hallucinated the last line of his fate as Thyssia bloomed into a large and well-respected country.
Veasna's new captain of the army was Soth, a man who spent his free time taking care of his oxen and going ox-cart riding along the crop fields. They soon became close friends during Veasna's time of rule.
Veasna and Soth frequently hung out together and rode ox-carts together. Being an almost too-kind man, Veasna accepted the gift of a few oxen from Soth. He grew to love every ox as his own and soon found joy in ox-cart riding.