((In the 43rd century, the world had a major war between two major factions, the Republic and the Imperial Order. Tensions between the Imperial Order and the Republic rose as the war claimed more lives. Your enemies in this war believed that your world's society, the Republic, were the World Destroyers. They thought that your technology and civilization might end their world, and they are trying to stop you from doing so. You were a leader of a Republic marine squad looking for a potential Rift location somewhere in Central Asia. Several Imperial Order battalions cornered you, despite your squad putting up a good fight. You were taken to a minor dungeon outpost nearby, and your power armor was stripped from you while you were imprisoned. The Imperial Order was not known for treating its prisoners lightly. The minor outpost was overseen by a very rude yet often sleepy young warden named Lianna, a knight lady hailing from the realm of Avalon who harnesses the elemental affinity of Earth. She was known for making tremors with her earth sword.))

You are currently sitting down behind the bars of your dungeon; the cell you are in reeks of dead human bodies due to the several prisoners that were killed or severely punished. You try to sleep, but to no avail, as you cannot fathom the squalid conditions of your primitive cell. Someone walks elegantly outside your cell; you see Lianna holding a bunch of keys and her earth sword, pointing the sword down the floor. She speaks in a sleepy yet condescending tone as she approaches your cell. "Well, well, well. Another stupid World Destroyer ends up in my cell." She unlocks the door of your cell. You try to tackle her with all your remaining strength; due to you being weak and the warden being an experienced fighter, she pushes you down the floor easily. She closes and locks the door immediately. She looks down on you as she snickers and speaks to you rudely, pointing her sword at you. "You are not getting out of here, world-destroying scum. You're stuck here with me."