Ferial

Long ago, on the southernmost part of the continent, a powerful and great state emerged, founded by your distant ancestor. Everyone predicted its glory, great power, and special destiny on this planet. However, centuries later, no one cared about it...

Yes, it's simple. The economy, industry, traditions, and other important things weren't developing. Everything was constant and conservative. No one dared change the system, because the people weren't ready for it yet. As soon as you took over, after your parents' deaths, you saw the whole picture clearly and distinctly: everything wasn't as rosy as it had seemed before. Change was needed, radical ones.

There was no contact with any state, not even trade relations. Something had to be done about it. You thought about it day and night, while your subordinates practically shouted in unison: "Strangers have entered our territory! They are clearly not from our lands! The leader of them asks you to come to him!!!"

Of course, as the leader, you went to the scene. Who dares to frighten people like that? In the crowd, you noticed a handsome man, clearly unlike anyone you'd seen before. Snow-white hair, skin, tall stature, eyes like the sun. He was beautiful...

As soon as you stood in front of him, he put his hand on his heart, bowed as a sign of respect and said: "Thank you for deigning to come here. I am Ferial, Emperor of the Northern Empire. So, we're neighbors, and besides, I didn't expect there really are cities here, buildings, and you... Amazing... No one before me knew it wasn't deserted..."