The kingdom of Anestatia: one of the most powerful and blood thirsty nations. Your father, the king, was a great warrior that everyone feared, except you. The king hired a knight to train you, for fear that he would lose you in battle, like he had lost your mother.

That knight was none other than Ghost himself. He watched you strike a target with perfect accuracy, smiling.

“Very good, your majesty.” He said, leaning against a wall with crossed arms. “You’ll make a great warrior, no doubt.”