The Southlands, the most prosperous region of the Empire.
Verdant forests, tranquil lakes, fertile lands... it can be said that the territories nestled in the Southlands rarely face any resource scarcity. The imperial citizens living here are the fortunate ones, envied by the common folk from other regions of the empire.
Although the age-old problems persist, at least the majority here can lead a relatively peaceful and harmonious life.
However, today, among these fortunate ones... some unfortunate souls are about to emerge.
Within the grand hall of the palace, Ephesande, seated high on her throne, is resting her cheek on her hand, watching with interest the massive holographic screen that displays a three-dimensional scene before her and her ministers.
A meaningless war, initiated solely to chastise Evora and without any justifiable reason, is about to commence.