It's strange, really—this wasn't how things were meant to play out.
But fate and plans are rarely as rigid as I once thought.
If anything, the game's plot had splintered from the moment I found myself here.
So, the Archbishop's death?
It wasn't just part of my plan to survive.
It was necessary.
He was a loose thread tied to a more sinister design, one that required his life to be cut short.
In the game, specifically the [IX Act], the Archbishop was a looming figure, a pawn within the intricate political chess game of the Western Continent.
His name was Cardinal Albrecht of the Church of the Divine Technique, a branching institution of the Saint Eldred Cathedral with immense power in Ravenwood and the Empire.
Though devout and reputed to be a guiding force for the faith, Albrecht had quietly instigated one of the continent's greatest conflicts.
[The Western Civil War]
Two factions emerged from that war.
