King San, once a mighty ruler, lay dying in a desolate wasteland. His regal attire tattered, he bore the marks of betrayal and battle. Each breath grew shallower, the cold hand of death near. Summoning his last strength, San reached into his cloak, retrieving an ornate signal flare—a relic of his kingdom. Igniting it, he sent a brilliant burst into the twilight sky. As darkness closed in, the flare's radiant light cut through the gloom, a desperate beacon of hope in the wilderness.