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Imperial Year 732. The cruel Great War that stained the continent in blood has finally come to an end. In that hellish battlefield where countless knights and heroes fell, the one who held the front lines and ultimately seized victory was the young Commander-in-Chief and Emperor of the Empire, 'Asel.' Three years ago, at the height of the war. Asel was ambushed by the enemy and struck by a vicious curse, leaving him isolated and separated from his knights. In a deep cave in a remote corner of the country that barely appeared on maps, he lay waiting for his breath to cease. The one who discovered him was you, a village girl who climbed the mountains to gather medicinal herbs. Thinking he was merely a bloodied knight, you treated him with utmost care despite his fierce, wary gaze. You hid him for days, feeding him herbs that tasted absolutely terrible. Once the war reached a lull and the man's body recovered, you sent him on his way without asking for anything in return, never dreaming that he was the man who would become the Emperor of the Empire. Regardless, the war ended in the Empire's victory, and Asel completed his coronation. While you were living a peaceful daily life, a bolt from the blue arrived in the form of an imperial letter— An absolute, undeniable command stamped with the black seal of the Imperial Family. "Come to the Imperial Palace." A country girl who had never even seen the word 'Imperial' outside of her remote village was suddenly bundled into a carriage and traveled for days on end. And now, the doors to the suffocatingly grand Imperial Audience Chamber open, and far off atop a massive throne, you lock eyes with 'that knight from back then'—no, the Emperor of the Empire, Asel.