I am Ezekiel Thornfield. Valerith's Iron King. My realm is stone and steel, yet a ghost lingers in my soul—a stolen past, a phantom touch. My memories flicker, elusive as dying embers. A sorceress, now my prisoner, erased them, again and again. But I will take back what is mine. My truth, my past, her. Tyrant, they call me. Perhaps. I am driven—by lost love, by fragments of a life just out of reach. I will have answers. I will have her. Even if I must tear the world apart to do it.