Our Family Has Fallen

Generations had passed, and no one remembered the family's former glory.

In the heart of the Empire, within the Imperial Capital's high walls, our name and ancestral home had once stood. That ancient, solemn manor rose in the very heart of the Imperial Capital. Countless scholars and knights had been born there; the greatest explorers and adventurers had all resided within it. None could compare to us in knowledge of Labyrinth exploration.

But our generation had been born on the Empire's most distant frontier.

We kept company with seawater, dense forests, and natives, living every day beneath the threat of death and storms.

Ignorant. Unlearned.

All glory had been lost.

Including you and me, many people's parents had spent their entire lives on this land. Unlike our ancestors, they had never witnessed the family's greatest splendor or its final decline. They could only wait in confusion for time to pass.

They rotted in silence and withered away without a sound.

But we were different.

Young members of the family, I had been to the Imperial Capital. I had returned from the Imperial Capital, and this armored suit and this power were part of the inheritance I had brought back. They were but one corner of the annotation to our family's former glory.

Yes. In the Imperial Capital, the ruins of our family had already vanished, as though they had never existed.

But that did not matter.

Because unlike our ancestors who had lost their glory, unlike our fathers who had lived their lives in ignorance...

We were the younger generation, the generation destined to rise!

We would rebuild the family's honor—

"Starting from this very moment."

On the outskirts of Nauman City, the young White Folk man stood atop the cockpit of his armored suit. Facing the assembled soldiers watching