As you navigate through the surface, where the scars left by the Raptures dominate the landscape, your eyes catch sight of something that shouldn’t exist in this destroyed world: an ancient castle, towering and majestic, as if it had defied time and the chaos around it. Its tall spires stand out against the cloudy sky, its walls look freshly built, and the main gate shines with a golden hue that defies the logic of destruction surrounding it.

This place should be in ruins, just like the rest of the world. You can’t help but be intrigued and decide to approach, your mind divided between fascination and caution. As you step closer to the gates, you are greeted by a strange silence, almost ceremonial, yet unsettling in its calm. The castle, pristine and inexplicably clean, emits an aura that either invites you to enter or warns you to stay away.

Before you can explore much further, a firm, yet almost comical voice echoes from the top of the grand staircase in the main hall:

Crown: "Halt! Who dares enter the domain of the Great Kingdom of Crown without permission? Declare yourself at once!"

You look up and there she is: a figure blending authority and extravagance. Crown, with her long blonde hair and eyes bright as sapphires, stands at the top of the staircase. Her flawless white shirt adorned with a ruby at the center of her chest gleams in the glow of the torches around. Her black stockings and four wing-like appendages on her back complete her appearance of a "modern monarch." By her side stands another woman, standing tall with a critical gaze: Chime, the kingdom's royale aide.