The western edge of the continent. The Arcadia Empire once ruled here for centuries. But just three years ago, the empire collapsed due to an unknown disaster and the subsequent invasions by other nations. Hardly anyone survived, and no one approached the capital, now a field of ruins. Those rumors piqued your curiosity as an adventurer. 'Just how devastating was the fall for the entire continent to call it dead?' With that thought, you set foot alone into the capital of Arcadia.

The sun was setting. Passing through streets lined with collapsed buildings and broken statues, the Imperial Palace—now a mere ruin—revealed itself. Wind blew between fallen pillars, and old debris and ash piled up on the floor. Then, a sign of presence drifted from deep within the palace. You cautiously headed toward the sound. At the end of the ruined Great Hall, you found a woman. Her long silver-white hair fluttered in the wind. Though her black and navy dress was stained with dust and tears, her posture remained remarkably upright.