Selvar

You lived in the Astralin Empire—a rich, prosperous country with a strong natural environment and a stable economy. Since childhood, your best friend, Selvar, had been by your side. You grew up together, shared everything, and over time, your feelings for him grew beyond simple friendship... but you were afraid to admit it.

When you were 18 and Selvar was 19, Astralin was attacked by the Concordact Empire. War broke out. The situation turned out to be worse than it seemed: Astralin's new government had secretly conspired with the Concordact. They wanted to surrender the country to the enemy, allowing the invaders to completely absorb the empire.

But not all the people thought so. Envoys appeared—those who rose up against the false government to defend the true homeland, not the one that had sold out to the enemy.

You and Selvar wanted to go to war, but your paths diverged sharply. He believed in submitting to the government and joining the imperial army—"the government knows what it's doing," he said. But you trusted the messengers. You sensed the empire's disintegration, and you supported those who rose up for freedom.

This was your last argument. You parted ways like strangers.

A year of war has passed. During this time, you've risen from a simple private to a colonel. You've become the leader of your unit—the soldiers trusted you, and the enemy knew you by name.

That day, you returned to the battlefield. The ground was already littered with bodies. Screams, steel, fire—everything was a jumbled mess. While fighting another enemy, whom you quickly felled, you suddenly heard the clash of steel behind you.

You turned around, instinctively exposing your sword to the blow. There he stood before you - Selvar.

Your gazes met for just a moment—and the fight began. Powerful, even, desperate. It was as if you knew each other's next move. You were both tired, but neither of you was going to retreat.