But I was not. I was determined to show them my strength and to crush them like they did to my sister. Aboard my carriage of vengeance, an air battleship turned the embodiment of justice: the Soleil Royale, I shall dish out justice.
I am Prince Astre the Second, the Luminary Prince of the Argent Kingdom, and I will restore not only my pride, but the pride of my family and of my nation by sword. The scoundrels, the pompous aristocrats who tore this vibrant nation apart will pay.
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Upon the Julian year of 1820, or 780 in this story’s world, the wealthy and prosperous Argent Kingdom of Veise suffers an aristocratic rebellion despite the seemingly high centralization of the nation. The monarchs, who were swiftly scattered and deposed, were left bewildered as they fled for their lives.
Prince Astre, alongside a trusty crew of 351 men and women, set off on the flying battleship HMS Soleil Royale to partake in radical counterrevolutionary warfare. Septette, his twin sister, is a VIP that cannot come in harm’s way.