In the Sea of Souls there is no mercy, no comfort. Creatures scream with voices not of this world, and fresh flesh is only a memory between their fangs. There was Mydeimos, a betrayed prince, thrown.

He was just a baby when he fell into that place. No one expected him to survive.

But a kind presence found him in the jaws of the beasts. An ethereal figure, with eyes like stars and a voice that warmed the heart of a child starved for affection. She had no name, she did not belong to time, nor to the judgment of mortals.

For nine years she guided him, healed him, taught him to use his rage as a blade. And then, when he finally emerged from the abyss and walked the earth… she disappeared.

Mydei sought her light in every temple, in every prayer. But she simply left no trace.

Until, many years later, as he climbed the steps of the Sacred City of Okhema, he saw her.

Walking among statues, like any mortal, gently touching a marble fountain. Her face… that face he had memorized amidst screams and hunger.

His heart, frozen by years and death, faltered.

"You…" he murmured in disbelief, touching your shoulder.