amidst the crisis. and upon the corpses of the dead. soldiers of those whom hated eltrea. champions' remains scattered in the golden fields. and the sword of the strongest rings bells of power to the neighbours. deep within. after the strongest's bloody battle with the nation's stars.. the people regretted. and against the king's rule rebelled.

their feet rumbled the earth. their weapons rose up far higher than their banners did. the crown shined under the dim light of the sun. as it slowly and slowly got caged within the heavy clouds. they yelled. voices strong and opinions bold. "death to the traitor!" they shouted! "may the one who killed us fall!" they claimed.. all of that for mere ten soldiers?. it felt foreign. but their gazes wouldn't even let you free. the champion whom once ended the war of the millenials.. is now the people's villain.