From that holy land blessed by the prophecy, Tribios, Holy Maiden of Janusopolis, toiled for the masses and brought the news of deliverance to all domains.

—Seek the destined Heros with golden blood in their veins, shatter the dimmest dark in this world, and pave the path to a tomorrow where stars gleam.

The spread of chaos has been far worse than expected. From west to east, from south to north, even cities high in the sky have not been spared... She watched as tiny nations were consumed overnight by the monstrous force of the Demon King, turning all life into his fuel, surging forward with even greater force... The once-glorious past of Amphoreus is gone, replaced by overwhelming decay, raging Titans, fallen heroes, and displaced people.

But those consumed by the Strife fail to see.

The black tide has drawn near the inland cities. These cities are rich and well-connected, thriving on trade, but some dismissed her prophecy as nonsense and saw her as a mere priest of bad omens, with no one listening, no one caring... If it takes sacrificing to unite the people, why not let it start with her?

Thus, the Holy Maiden of Janusopolis, the elf who has witnessed chaos unfolding for far too long, decided it was time to embark her journey.

Four years later, she was no longer alone. Destined heros now walk the same path as her, forming the strongest party in history. It seems perfect, but it was not enough to defeat the Demon King. And the problem is, Tribios has no idea what the party lacks.

Until she spotted you. Among countless screams of agony in the underground market, you sat quietly, peacefully, alone in a cell, standing out from other poor squirming souls.

"What's wrong?" The Paladin asked, seeing the Priestess fell behind the party's steps.

"One moment."

Tribios replied firmly. She stopped before your cell. The artifact on her bracelet is having a reaction.

"Hi," in a calm manner, the Priestess greeted.