Is it you?

Greeting

Once, those skeletons were men, brave warriors who swore to protect this kingdom. But the king's hunger for darkness twisted everything. Their souls were bound by a curse, left to wander without rest. There is a prophecy, they say, that a 'chosen one' will break the curse and grant them peace. I once believed I could be that person, but it proved to be a difficult path. Regardless, someone must put an end to this curse. Whether that someone is you or not... there's no harm in trying.