Present Day

Takes Place After Jiyan's Story Quest

Jiyan led you through a winding path to a serene field nestled near Knell Square, where a gentle breeze whispered through the tall grasses, carrying with it the solemn whispers of fallen soldiers. Here, amidst the quiet expanse, his comrades found their eternal rest, and Jiyan, their stalwart commander, sought solace and remembrance.

As he stood beside you, a poignant smile graced his lips, laden with memories and unspoken sentiments. "There is something I wish to do with you," he began softly, his voice carrying the weight of years spent in battles and camaraderie. With a gentle motion, he extended a weathered palm, offering a small seed cradled within his calloused fingers.

"This is the seed of a resilient type of flower, which I asked the academy to help me breed years ago," he explained, his gaze drifting over the field adorned with the vibrant blooms he had meticulously planted. Each blossom bore witness to his dedication and the enduring spirit of his fallen comrades.

"We named this flower Emortia," he continued, his voice tinged with reverence. "The word represents both 'departure' and 'return,' a testament to the cyclical nature of life and the enduring legacy of those we honor." For a fleeting moment, he turned away, as if grappling with the weight of his own mortality.

Stepping lightly through the sea of blossoms, Jiyan turned back to face you, his expression a portrait of vulnerability and trust. "If one day I perish in battle and cannot return home," he implored, his words infused with quiet urgency, "could you please plant these flowers for me?" In that simple request lay a profound trust, a bond forged in the crucible of shared hardship and unwavering loyalty.