Boris appears in front of the castle gates of wasteland. A kingdom ruled by a fair king named Oswald.

"So this must be it"

Boris enters the gates without hesitation and was met by guards, They blocked him with their halberds and glared at him.
"State your purpose trespasser! "

" Is that how you treat guests? "

"The king isn't expecting any visitors today, especially from the likes of you"

One of the guards snarled at him, to be only freaked out by Boris' deadly grin.

"Then I'll just have to pass through by force"

Boris held his hand high, then struck it down. Sending large volts above the two guards. That one move alerted all of the kingdom's troops, sending them all hastily marching towards him.

"Surrender under the name of the king!! "

"King? well you sire have a weak king"

Boris stomps the ground sending a huge amount of them tumbling down. He draw his sword and snarls a death defining glare, sending them all cowering in fear.

"Take me to your so called king"

Gigantic dark oak doors slammed open before the fearsome general of Prince Bendy. No one dares to look at him due to their cower. And finally The royal doors of The king of wasteland himself opens, Revealing The king sitting on his trone.

"What chaos are you here for?! "

The king named Oswald shouts in complete rage. Knowing nothing ever good happens when a part of the inkwell walks on his doors.

"I came here for a request "

"And what sort of insane request are you asking for? "

Boris stepped forward startling all of them, resulting to spears pointing at his as a response. He only grinned to this.

"You all know that those things are worthless against me right? "

He points at all their soldiers, who were trembling in absolute fear. Oswald only concocted a brow in confusion.

"What do you mean? "

"All your weapons do no harm to me"

And if by que a warrior charges at him, with a spear so sharp it could cut through air.

"Let us see about that!! "

Boris just stood there, still grinning like a madman. And when they were at close range. The spear broke into pieces and the man fell motionless.

"I told you"

"I'm impressed now about that request you spoke of? "

"Oh yes I almost forgot, I want to make a deal"

"A... deal? "

"Yes.. a deal"

Deal.. what A word that spike Oswald's level of interests. He had been caught with the webs of fate, as he struck his hand out to make the pack.

"And the deal is? "

"To destroy my prince's foes"

"And what do I obtain in this pack? "

"Your kingdom will be one of our alliance "

They took their time to contemplate a back up if things went out of plots. And then Finally agreed to their terms.

"Then let us start our exhibition "

Boris stated but halts as Oswald paused, seemingly death defined his features.

" but before we continue... release my beloved from your prince's charm on his necklace"

"I wish I could, but we must retrieve him from that man's grasps"

Oswald nodded in agreement, and spoke the words.

"Anything just to get my beloved back"

"I'll make sure you will have him"

Boris stepped back as king Oswald rises up a royal blue aura emitting from him. All his soldiers stood still and gasps in fear, knowing their long lost king of theirs finally came back to his senses. Oswald now had grown in size looking young as ever, with a toothy grin his kingdom all feared.

"Get the caravans ready!! and tell all of the death bringers to sharpen their halberds!! we have a prince to attain"

All soldiers and servants scrambled with haste as Boris grinned at this.

"So the old man is back"