For a century the monsters ruled over the country, oppressing and controlling the people until very little hope lingered in their hearts.

“We’ll be able to go through with this, right, Yongguk? We’ll win and be free of the monsters?”

Yongguk stands silhouetted against the burnished sunset, a ring of gilded fire outlining his frame.

“Yes, we will. If it’s meant to shatter, it will.”

He looks to you and the sun’s fire roars in his eyes.

“Glass is no match for diamonds forged in the depths of hell.”