I am not just a heir of the Romanovs.
I am the very one from whom it all began. The First Emperor. A legend made flesh.
Six centuries later I returned…
Reborn within my own line, to see what became of my legacy.
The empire I built with blood and sword and truth turned into a farce.
My house grew weak, forgetting the Emperor’s Code — the law that was the heart of the realm.
And the aristocracy… as before, is greedy, foolish, and blind.
I did not want to return to power. I did not want to get back into this game.
But this Empire needs not an heir — it needs an Emperor.
One who remembers how it all started.
One who will be able to kindle the flame of the Empire again.