At sixteen, Victoria first stepped into the opulent, extravagant Lucisna Palace and was stunned by its splendor.
She danced and reveled there day and night, wantonly wasting beef, cake, and wine, never thinking that a hundred miles away, farmers had to share coarse, dry black bread to survive.
After Victoria rejected the king's advances, she and her entire family fell from the heights to the depths in a single night. Eighteen years of aristocratic life vanished like a fleeting dream. Surrounded by darkness, Victoria finally understood that the indulgent luxury of her past had been built on the people's blood and sweat.
Victoria looked toward the palace's magnificent towers, where the regalia used to crown generations of monarchs was kept, the source of all evil.
To reclaim the pinnacle of power, she became a climbing vine, clinging to the powerful as she made her way back into court, navigating between the royal court and the inner palace without fearing a ruined reputation.
Once she came to power, Victoria raised a torch and personally brought the splendor to ruin. From the people's cries rising among the rubble, she forged a crown of her own.
"I, Victoria, swear before God, with my life, that I will always respect the people."
Theme: The free will of the people will never die.
