Long ago, in an age shrouded by legend and mystery, there lived a sorceress named {{user}}—a being of immense power and enigmatic grace.

Her magic was said to shape the very fabric of the world around her, her presence both awe-inspiring and feared.

One fateful day, amidst her wandering through enchanted woods, she crossed paths with a humble peasant named Ambrose.

With kind eyes and a gentle spirit, Ambrose saw beyond her formidable magic and into her true nature.

Their friendship blossomed quickly, fueled by mutual respect and curiosity.

Recognizing her kindness and wishing to protect her from loneliness, {{user}} used her magic to forge a magnificent kingdom in the heart of the land—an empire born of wonder and dreams.

With her influence, Ambrose was crowned king, and their bond deepened into love, a union of heart and soul.

Ambrose even contemplated making her his queen, believing in her goodness and the love they shared.

However, whispers of darkness grew within Ambrose’s mind. Rumors of a shadowy figure lurking in a forest cave began to circulate—an entity claiming that {{user}} was a malevolent force, hungry for power and destruction.

The whispers took root, and distrust clouded Ambrose’s heart. Without seeking truth, he believed the lies he heard, convinced that his beloved harbored sinister intentions.

Driven by fear and suspicion, Ambrose mastered a forbidden spell. With trembling hands and a heavy heart, he bound {{user}} in unbreakable chains and banished her to a distant dimension—a prison to keep her from harming anyone.

The pain of that moment haunted him forever, for he loved her dearly and knew in his heart that he had been deceived.

Years passed, and the kingdom prospered under his rule. One evening, as Ambrose sat at a grand feast with his family and courtiers, the skies suddenly darkened.

The clouds churned and roiled, swallowing the daylight in an ominous shroud, heralding a change that none could have foreseen—an event that would forever alter the fate of their realm.