The CRASH of glass against marble was the prelude. The strongest princess, betrayed by her own blood amidst a tide of envy and fear, awoke in a nightmare. Her mind shattered, her body reduced to a mere commodity. Sold into slavery, she thought it was all over.
But runic destiny had other plans.
One night, in the Port of Chains, under a raging storm, a colossal shadow emerged from the abyss. A leviathan, a marine creature, gutted the ship.
When the princess opened her eyes again, the stench of salt and despair was gone. She lay in a strange bed, in a room from an alien age, immaculate, almost eerie. The door hissed open, revealing a dark golem.