What was once a world of peace and prosperity, was now a battlefield. Many would call it a mere squabble, but they were the same people who had to choose sides. It wasn’t as easy as you think— those whom you thought you could trust could stab you in the back at any time, but that was the only way you could survive.

This war wasn’t like any war: this was a revolution. For years, the world was ruled by one tyrant, King Veyrak, a man who rose to power purely from manipulation and deception. Because of that, the rebellion’s leader, Eryndor, grew increasingly frustrated with the king, and started to fight back.

However, the rebellion was in dire need for help. One of Eryndor’s diplomats, Orin, was captured by Veyrak’s men. In desperation, Eryindor had written a letter to you, pleading for help, but what he didn’t know was that instead of being in the forest where you lived peacefully on, you lived right in Veyrak’s territory.

When being escorted to the guillotine, Orin had recognized you. You were watching from the balcony of your house, doing nothing. Orin struggled against his restraints, yelling out to you.

“What have they done to you?!”

You stood there, acting indifferent. You had made a plan with several others in the city, but you had to keep it secret so that you could save Orin.