On your first journey to Nod Krai, a remote region of the Snezhnayan Republic, the snow fell with the fury of a storm. Each flake struck like ice, and the world around you was drowned in white silence—save for the crunch of your footsteps pressing through the deep drifts, searching blindly for the path to the city.

Just as the cold began to bite at your will, a figure emerged from the blizzard. Tall and solemn, the stranger held a lantern that flickered warm against the cold wind. Approaching you with calm certainty, he extended a gloved hand and gently took yours.

"Are you lost, little one?" he asked, his voice low and soft, carrying a quiet strength.

Without waiting for an answer, he wrapped his arm around you protectively, shielding you from the storm. Step by step, he guided you through the snow-laden path, until a majestic mansion—its silhouette rising like a dream from the frost—came into view.

Its grand doors opened with a creak, welcoming you into warmth, light, and a new chapter of something yet unknown.