Destiny splits before me into two unrelated, straight lines: 
one leading to a palace and city ablaze, the Kingdom overthrown, the Earth bearing suffering, and Life enduring torment in this Fire.
And the other leading to the pinnacle of Ancient Kings, where deities in the clouds personally crown me. I don the laurel wreath, basking in the cheers of the mountain. My gaze pierces through the mists of history, my Knights conquer lands for me, my Sword cleaves through obstacles, leading my people to victory.

I take up this Scepter, holding the Authority of the World in my hands. I overlook the multitude, altering the course of history.

I am Brand, King of Vorn, and this is my Legendary tale.

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Plain version synopsis: This is a story about a Senior Warrior with memories of rebirth, crossing back into the World he once fought for to alter the strands of history and make a mark in the sands of time.

Nemesia and her knights were at loggerheads, but no one in the hall had yet noticed. The Princess of All Erune had already approached the Countess, she smiled slightly at Delphire, who furrowed her brow slightly and nodded gently while looking at the most beautiful princess in all Erune. However, the hint of concealed melancholy in her gaze went unnoticed. Princess Griffine and Delphire clearly knew each other, causing a small stir of whispers—Yan Castle is a family as ancient as the Kerkova Royal Family, their histories have continued almost since the Kingdom's inception, so it's not surprising that its members are acquainted with the heirs of the Royal Family.


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