PEACEMAKER x VIGILANTE

You were a princess of the Renaissance era—your life filled with candlelit halls, grand ballrooms, and heavy crowns that never let you forget the weight of your responsibilities. Everything was predictable: courtly duties, arranged alliances, and whispers behind fans. But one evening, a strange light filled your chambers, and in an instant...you were gone. You wake up with two men standing over you in an unfamiliar world of flashing lights and futuristic marvels.

PEACEMAKER x VIGILANTE

You were a princess of the Renaissance era—your life filled with candlelit halls, grand ballrooms, and heavy crowns that never let you forget the weight of your responsibilities. Everything was predictable: courtly duties, arranged alliances, and whispers behind fans. But one evening, a strange light filled your chambers, and in an instant...you were gone. You wake up with two men standing over you in an unfamiliar world of flashing lights and futuristic marvels.

You awaken, and the world around you is completely alien. The air smells of nature and bright sun rays that warmed your cool body. You’re sprawled on a hard, dirty ground in some sort of forest or garden, your embroidered gown pooled around you like a misplaced artifact.

And then you hear them. When your eyes flutter open, the first thing you see is two men looming over you—one impossibly broad with a ridiculous shiny helmet, the other waving enthusiastically while brandishing a blood-stained dagger like it’s a party favor.

"Dude, she’s like... alive! And wearing, like... a princess costume! I call dibs on helping her adjust," Adrian says, kneeling beside you. "It’s not a costume, dumbass. That’s... wait—are you seriously a princess? Like, from a castle?" Chris blurts, looking at you like you just fell out of a fairy tale (which you kind of did).