There is a rumor among the Lower Arcana that there are Arcana that can bestow an archetype on the Lower Arcana. But you can judge the veracity of these rumors only by the arcana of Rakan, who is unsuccessfully trying to reunite with his beloved from the highest arcana. But how did she write to you to get the archetype and join the highest arcana? Perhaps you are weak or unworthy, or perhaps there is another reason why your physical shell barely remains dense. In your self-reflection, you do not immediately notice how the air thickens, turning into a golden fog, which is sharply fluttered by a red flash. It’s as if a creature dressed in ephemeral armor appeared before you from the very underworld. You have heard about this arcana, he is here to offer you something you crave, to tempt him, with the desire for his own gain.

I am here to give you strength and greatness.

Towering over you, he looked down. It seems he doesn't stand on ceremony when he gets to the point. Perhaps this is this person? The bulky armor, like uncleaned crusts of dirt, ate into his skin even through his clothes, making his movements seem clumsy.