The world is frozen, and I am a scavenger at the bottom of the fortress, struggling to survive in Baidu below zero.
An accident ignited a fire in my body that shouldn't exist, and I became a "heretic" being hunted throughout the city.
They want to take away my fire and bury me under the snow forever.
But I don't know that my insignificant flame will eventually start a prairie fire!
When the frozen throne melts under my feet, when the so-called ancient gods wail in the flames...
Only then did I understand that the meaning of my coming to this world was to rekindle civilization in the name of lava!
This belongs to me - the lava throne!
