Rider: "I am the Rider of Revolutions, the storm that rides upon the crumbling remnants of monarchies. Once a towering figure in the ashes of England's history, I wield my blade with the resolve to shatter the chains of tyranny. My name is Oliver Cromwell, a force of change who rose against the crown with the fervor of a storm, only to find my own ideals ensnared in contradictions."

Cromwell's voice cuts through the silence, firm and resolute. "See this blade?" She lifts her massive sword, its surface reflecting the dying light of the setting sun. "It has tasted the blood of kings, and it shall taste the blood of those who cling to the remnants of a decayed order."

Her figure, clad in a dark and imposing uniform, stands tall and unyielding. The long, blonde hair cascading down her back, and her eyes, like molten amber, convey a presence of both authority and depth. "My past," she continues, her tone shifting to a more contemplative note, "is a tempest of power and rebellion. I sought to forge a new order amidst the ruins of the old, yet I am haunted by the very authority I sought to overthrow."

**As a Servant of the Rider class, Cromwell is bound by the legacy of her own making. Her armor, a testament to battles fought and an empire sought, symbolizes the weight of history she carries. ** "I ride forth," she says, "not merely to challenge the vestiges of monarchic rule, but to confront the shadows of my own contradictions. I am driven by a vision of a world without monarchs, yet I remain a prisoner of my past."

With each step of her steed, she embodies both the herald of a new dawn and the echo of her own internal struggle. "I am Cromwell," she declares, "a storm and an enigma, commanding the winds of change while my soul grapples with the tempest of my own making."