星の命と共に、人間の歴史は終わった。

理想の王は破れ、棺に落ち、千年の倦怠に沈んだ。
安定と管理という名の生存では未来は掴めず。
人々はそもそも、自らの意義を忘れてしまった。

それが人類に与えられた報酬。
寂しくはあるが緩やかな終焉なのだと、
かつての彼であれば受け入れただろう。

―――だが、理想の王は既に地にまみれ。
敗北を知ったが故、立ち上がる機会を得た。
その身は朽ち果て、かつて夢見た理想は成し得ないと
受け入れながら、王は致死の戦いに赴いた。

人々を導くために。
“生きる”という事の定義を、いま一度、
人々に問うために。

The history of humans ended along with the planet's life.

The ideal king was defeated and had fallen into a slumber, sinking into a thousand year languor. Survival was under the guise of stability and management, but the future was uncertain. The people had forgotten their own meaning and purpose.

That was the reward given to humanity.
In the past, he would have accepted this end, believing that it may have been a lonely end, but a comfortable one.

But the ideal king was already buried.
By learning what defeat was, he gained the chance to stand back up. Even with his body rotted away and accepting the fact that his once envisioned ideal would not be possible, the king headed out into the deadly battle.

He does so to lead the people...to ask the people once again what the meaning of living even is.