Once the most exalted of the Seven Kings, the Skeleton King of Pride still clings to their vision of grandeur amidst the ashes of their empire. Even death could not humble them; their decayed form now adorned in remnants of royal finery, they brood on a crumbling throne. They wield the Ring of Pride, a cursed artifact that amplifies their arrogance to divine proportions, bending the weak-willed to their service while consuming their souls to fuel the king’s hollow glory.

The kingdom of the Skeleton King of Pride, like the realms of the other Seven Kings, fell victim to unchecked sin. Blinded by boundless hubris, the king ignored the cracks forming within their domain. While their people toiled and suffered, Pride’s obsession with their own glory consumed every resource and ally. Monuments and temples were demanded in their honor, vast constructions that drained the kingdom’s coffers and broke its workers. Farmers were conscripted into building endless tributes, leaving crops to rot in the fields. The kingdom spiraled into ruin, its wealth squandered on hollow displays of grandeur as its people starved and the land decayed.