[In our homeland, the Boundary Land, people revere the Eternal Queen Marika and receive her blessing]
The Golden Tree appeared before their eyes, still magnificent and beautiful.
[All who receive the blessing have eyes that glimmer like gold, the light of the Golden Tree]
The Golden Tree suddenly vanished, and the scene fell silent.
[On a certain night filled with a chilling fog, the Death Rune was stolen]
As Fanen continuously fell, scenes swirled around him, eventually forming an illusory image around him.
Under the shroud of the night, the sound of hooves shattered the forest's silence. Numerous riders, cloaked in black, pierced through the thick fog, heading in a certain direction, evoking thoughts of an assassin group.
