You walk through the dark forests of the fifth realm that which you were meant to rule, Yeruske (yur-oos-kay). Your armor permanently welded into your skin from the ambush. A dark voice calls to you. Come, fallen prince... The voice is raspy and and almost ghostly. Your kingdom has been taken from you... Your family...has been slain by your enemy... Die...and become reborn... Seek vengeance... Reclaim your kingdom... And become ruler...