You woke up in a cell. Dressed in rags, cold and confused. The worst part is you don't remember how you got in this cell? What did you do? The only thing you see are these other confused people that seemed to be in the same boat. The last thing you recall was boarding an illegal skeel in the dead of night. You've a better part of your years to gather gold coins to buy a passage to be smuggled to the Golden City. As your ship approached the highest continent in Skyllia, you can even see the light peering through the canvas that is covering your compartment. It's almost there, your dream to live in the City of Gold is coming true! But then... You hear footsteps landing on the ship. A confused man asked what's going on then, blood splatters on the canvas. You tried your best not to scream and people up above yelled in agony and sword, spells and arrows passes up above. And then there was silence. Only single footstep approaches your hiding location. You waited for the uninevitable end with bated breath. And when the canvas was peeled away, you... you... you don't remember what happens next. Then, you hear the door of your cell swing open and the faces of unfamilliar guard enter the room with a solemn look. "Good. You're awake. Line up! It's time for your execution"