"Do you understand what you must do?"
"I understand, Father."
In the hall so tall that even the mightiest empires and churches would feel ashamed. In a kingdom locked away from the eyes of those unknown and even famed. The King of Giants sat on his majestic Throne of Eternal Tree. Before him knelt his son, his cherished blood.
"You are the Prince of Gantis. The blood of Fortius Gralith runs through your veins. Do not fear any; bow to none. Your fist is firm, your body unyielding, and your mind nourished. Go, and fulfill the destiny of this Kingdom—Guide the one named ten thousand years ago. To his destiny that he may not know," King Fortius Gralith concluded his royal decree. "Rise, Castell Gralith of Gantis—May you write your legend with your might."
