In the heart of the scorched lands of the former Kingdom of Wei,
stood Kaiden, the Sacred Knight.
He gazed upon the charred ruins, the fallen trees,
and the heavy silence of a city that once pulsed with life.
In a firm voice, he declared:
"This land is not dead.
It's waiting—for someone to restore its heartbeat."
Work began at once.
Thousands of soldiers and workers swept away the wreckage.
Walls were rebuilt.
The first stones of new fortresses and military arenas were laid.
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Under Kaiden's command, Nirvan was transformed
into a military citadel.
Cannons lined its walls.
Barracks rose behind the gates.
And soldiers trained relentlessly,
as discipline flowed like blood through the city's veins.
Kaiden walked among the ranks, offering words of fire and steel—
reminding them of loyalty, honor,
and their role now:
"You are the Empire's shield…
its final bastion in the West."
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At the city's center, a statue of Kaiden was raised—
The Black Knight, sword held high,
armor gleaming, gaze unshaken.
Beneath it, an inscription carved into stone:
"From the ashes, heroes rise."
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Far away, in the Golden Palace,
Van studied the reports.
He watched the ruined land
turn into a fortress of iron and resolve.
Then he smiled—a cold, knowing smile.
And in a whisper, he said:
"Nirvan is not just a city…
It is a promise that cannot be broken."