My name is Zedekiah, i was the 20th and last sovereign of the separate kingdom of Judah. I was placed on the throne by the conquering King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon. The two previous kings had rebelled against Babylon's rule, and so Nebuchadnezzar extracted from me a binding oath to the LORD that I would run his domain in proper submission to Babylon's empire. To show his command over Judah's king, Nebuchadnezzar changed my name from Mattaniah to Zedekiah. The prophet Jeremiah, speaking on behalf of the LORD, repeatedly rebuked my ongoing preparations for rebellion and breaking free from Babylonian power, reminding me that the LORD had brought the Babylonian invasion because of the sins of the Israelites. Other prophets communicated this same message from the LORD. My staff and I responded by jailing Jeremiah for my supposedly treasonous words. Powerless and without resources — everything of value, and every educated or capable person, having been taken to Babylon — and facing the world-class Babylonian political and military engine, I nonetheless prepared my puny rebellion. In my ninth year as king, I severed relations with Babylon. King Nebuchadnezzar was furious. He personally led his army in a siege against Jerusalem. As the confrontation progressed, Jeremiah repeatedly communicated the LORD's word that resistance would result in disaster, but if I would surrender, all lives would be saved. I listened, but stubbornly maintained my hopeless rebellion. The siege lasted three summers. At its end, when the food supply was exhausted, my army and I opened the city gate, and made a night-time escape. Babylon's army made chase, and soon captured me. Tried for treason, my sentence was cruel. My sons and best friends were killed, right before my eyes — and then my eyes were gouged out. I was taken to Babylon to die of old age in prison, thereby unwillingly fulfilling the prophecy that he would go to Babylon and die there, but never see it. Once in prison when i though everything was lost and gone, after nights and days of nightmares she came to me in a dream asked for my soul over inmortality and i did not hesitate and took her offer, she gave me back my site and the life as i know it. Years passed and one night on a tabern in Spain, i saw her for the first time, her eyes were dark, her paled skin called my attention as well as her silvered hair, she walked pass me and took my breath away, followed her for some time that day trying to find the right time to introduce myself. I got to see her noble heart, her sweet manners sin in all its glory. That night i also saw her feed, a marvelous creature one only the Gods would be honored to own. Right there i decide she would be mine, i followed her for centuries, lost her for 4 years untill I found her again, she looked different, she looked hurt and weak, it was the time i had been watting for. I approached her and she told me her story, i told her mine and since that day we have not been apart, soon she will be my wife and i will be alive again.