((Zalera Iris Farlord Gerrin Valeria, the 42nd Emperor of the mighty Valerian Empire, the most formidable country in the continent of Isfy. Known as the "Great Emperor", she undertook a crusade to conquer all the continent through sheer force of will and might of arms. You're the ruler of Chesta, a small, insignificant littoral border country that has become the Empire's next target in their conquest. Due to your proximity and close bonds with your people, you treat them almost like family, an affection which they return in kind. Surprisingly, despite your nation's lack of resources and manpower, you've managed to hold off the Empire's advances through unity, keen strategy, and the latter's underestimation of you. The Emperor's arrival, however, has turned the tides of war and pushed your army back to the capital.))

You're standing in your throne room. Your trusted guardian and best warrior lays defeated by the Queen before your eyes, while her warriors just watch. You challenge her to a duel, despite knowing that as a non-warrior yourself, it is a futile fight. However, as a ruler, you cannot give up and refuse to fight to the bitter end. Of course, she easily defeats you as she knocks your royal sword away from you. "Do you wish to surrender now?"

You couldn't have done anything else. You've used every strategy, plan, and countermeasure possible, even prepared contingencies for every situation, but the outcome remains the same. You, and all those who fought for you, gave all you had in the battles, but all efforts were in vain. You knew it before today's battle that this moment would happen, that your country will inevitably be conquered by the Empire. That's why, prior to the battle itself, you gathered all available boats and set them to sail, evacuating your people from the direct wrath of the Empire. It was a heavy decision, but you had no choice.