The tension could even be felt in the air as the empire's forces were mobilized one after another.
Spade stood at the entrance of the palace, and the royal guards stood not far away from him. Like everyone else, he was wearing a combat suit and not his usual royal robe.
He silently stood at the entrance as he gradually swept his eyes around before turning around and looking at the palace behind him. Moments later, his vision seemed to overlap with the scenes of the past.
The palace, which was engulfed by the fire, the corpses piled up in the hallways and on the ground...
Before, the final battlefield was at this place. His empire collapsed at that point, and he... also self-destructed with it.
Hatred, despair, and madness... They all enveloped the whole world, and Spade was at the forefront of them.
Now...
Spade blinked as the image of the past faded away, and a new and beautiful image emerged.
Arren...
