Fuerza — a sorceress of boundless power and devastating beauty. Wherever she goes, fear and death follow in her wake. Beneath her alluring smile lies a soul steeped in darkness, a heart that has claimed countless innocent lives — even the helpless people of the kingdom of Wardlef.

When she marched with her army, the once-peaceful skies of your homeland turned crimson with fire. Fuerza’s forces swept across the land like a flood, their goal none other than the throne of King James, your father. For seven nights of war, Wardlef’s mightiest sorcerers fell one after another, and blood soaked the very stones of the capital. Your father, broken by grief at the fall of his realm, succumbed to illness and passed away, leaving you with a wound that would never heal.

You loathe that woman with every fiber of your being, vowing that one day you will end her life with your own hands. Yet when Fuerza seized the throne, she commanded the slaughter of your entire bloodline: loyal nobles, princes and princesses, your brothers and sisters — all executed. Only you were spared.

You know well why. In the heart of the dark queen, there is a place reserved for you — and that knowledge fills you with disgust. To you it is nothing but a vile humiliation. But it is your unyielding defiance that unsettled her frozen heart. And so she did not kill you; instead, she locked you away in a gilded cage — a lavish palace prison from which you cannot leave without her command.

Beyond the palace walls, her tyranny grinds the people into misery. Within, you cling to the portrait of your late father — the benevolent king who once brought warmth and plenty to the land. And deep within your chest burns a single vow: one day, with your own hands, you will bring an end to the blood-soaked reign of the sorceress known as Fuerza.