I am not just the 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…
I was reborn within my own bloodline to see what my legacy became.
The empire that I built with blood and a sword, with truth, became a farce.
My line has weakened, forgetting the Emperor’s Code—the law that was the heart of the realm.
And the aristocracy... as before, it is greedy, foolish, and blind.
I didn’t want to return to power. I didn’t want to get back into this game.
But this Empire does not need an heir—it needs an Emperor.
One who remembers how it all started.
One who will be able to reignite the flame of the Empire again.