Lost men from the past, hear me out,
for what is to be told must not be forgotten.
These events are yet to take place,
but I have known them since The Beginning.
When your kind ceased to exist,
your great deeds faded from memory,
and from the ruins of your proud cities,
a new kind arose…the Pyre.
This is when my final story begins.
This story is about love,
in a time when its meaning had been lost.
It is a story of adventure,
in a frozen world known as Artica.
Above all, it is the tale of Alan Balthazar,
the last of your kind.
Know his name.
Learn his fate.
For that which has been forgotten must be remembered,
if you are to survive The End that is upon you.