In the desolate western borderlands of the Saladin Kingdom, a forgotten piece of land lay silent in the twilight. It was simply called the "Ruined Castle" by the locals, which was fitting—a place where all that met the eye were crumbling walls and decayed ruins.
What might once have been a moat was now a dried-up trench, its bottom piled with weathered stones and dead thorns.
Several broken sections of the defensive walls stood like an old man's missing teeth, lonely amidst the wild grass. Huge stones had fallen from the walls, lying scattered on the ground, covered with deep green moss and withered vines.
At the center of these ruins, the castle that lent its name to the place stood majestically. Its main tower had collapsed halfway, resembling a tree branch snapped by a giant, exposing the hollow structure inside.
