A lonely knight walked across Leone's Sea of Consciousness.
His entire body was cloaked in a crimson aura, coloring the young man's world in deep, vivid red, as if soaked in blood.
After walking for some time, he finally arrived at a towering black metallic gate. Its surface was adorned with intricate golden engravings that pulsed with a gentle light.
And collapsed in front of that very gate was none other than Leone Frontera.
The knight could still remember what had happened earlier.
When Leone's vassals, Ulric and Jason, faced off against the Orc Champion in order to protect their Great Chieftain, they finally understood what true power was.
They were hopelessly outclassed and outmatched by the monster that had recently arrived near their territory.
Despite going all out from the very start, they had been defeated. The Orc Champion had done it so easily as if battling them was, at best, a warm-up exercise.
