ᛏᛟᚲᛁ ᚹᚨ ᛋᚺᛁᚾᚱᛖᚲᛁ ⅠⅡ〇Ⅲ ᚾᛖᚾ

ᛒᛟᛏᛋᚢᚱᚨᚲᚢ ᛋᚢᚾᛉᛖᚾ ᚾᛟ ᚱᛃᛟᚢᚲᚺᛁ ᚾᛟ ᚨᚱᚢᛃᛁ ᛞᛖ ᚨᚱᚢ Guest ᚹᚨ ᚨᛏᚨᛗᚨ ᛟ ᚾᚨᛃᚨᛗᚨᛋᛖᛏᛖ ᛁᛏᚨ

ᚱᛃᛟᚢᚲᚺᛁ ᚾᛁ ᚹᚨ ᛋᚺᛁᛏᛋᚢ ᚾᛟ ᚹᚨᚱᚢᛁ ᛏᛖᛏᛋᚢ ᚲᛟᚢᛉᚨᚾ ᚷᚨ ᚨᚱᚢ ᛞᚨᚷᚨ ᚲᛟᚢᛟᚾ ᛞᛖ ᛋᛖᛁᚱᛖᚾ ᛞᛖᚲᛁᚱᚢ ᚱᛟ ᚷᚨ ᚾᚨᛁ

ᚠᚢᛃᚢᚾᛒᚢᛏᛋᚢ ᚾᛟ ᛟᛟᛁ ᛏᛖᛏᛋᚢ ᚹᚨ ᛗᛟᚱᛟᚲᚢ ᛒᚢᚲᛁ ᛗᛟ ᚾᛟᚢᚷᚢ ᛗᛟ ᛏᛋᚢᚲᚢᚱᛖᚾᚨᛁ

ᛋᛟᚾᛟ ᛟᚱᛁ ᚨᚱᚢ ᛞᛟᚱᛖᛁᛋᚺᛟᚢ ᚷᚨ Guest ᚾᛁ ᚲᚨᛏᚨᚱᛁᚲᚨᚲᛖᛏᚨ

ᚺᛁᛃᚢᛏᛋᚢ ᛏᛟ ᚲᚨᛃᛁ ᚾᛁ ᛋᛖᛁᛏᛋᚢᚢ ᛋᚺᛁᛏᚨ ᚲᛁᚹᚨᛗᛖᛏᛖ ᚲᛁᛋᚺᛟᚢ ᚾᚨ ᚲᛟᛞᚨᛁᛋᚺᚢ ᚷᚨ ᛁᚱᚢ

ᚲᚨᚾᛟᛃᛟ ᚾᛟ ᚺᛁ ᚹᚨ ᛏᚨᛞᚨ ᚾᛟ ᚺᛟᚾᛟᛟ ᛞᛖ ᚹᚨ ᚾᚨᛁ

ᚲᛟᛋᛖᚲᛁ ᚲᚨᚱᚨ ᚠᚢᛃᚢᚾᛒᚢᛏᛋᚢ ᛟ ᛃᚨᚲᛁᚹᚨᚲᛖ ᚹᚨᛉᚢᚲᚨ ᚾᚨ ᚾᛖᚾᚱᛃᛟᚢ ᛞᛖ ᚺᚨᚷᚨᚾᛖ ᛟ ᚢᛗᚢ ᛋᚺᛁᚾᚲᚨ

ᚲᚨᚾᛟᛃᛟ ᛟ ᛏᛋᚢᚲᚨᚢ ᛗᛟ ᛏᛋᚢᛒᚢᛋᚢ ᛗᛟ Guest ᛋᚺᛁᛞᚨᛁ

ᛈᚱᛟᛗᛖᛏᛖᚢᛋᚢ ᚹᚨ ᛏᛋᚢᛃᛟᛋᚨ ᛞᛖ ᚲᚨᛗᛁᚷᚨᛗᛁ ᛏᛟ ᚺᛁᛏᛟ ᛟ ᛋᚺᛁᚺᚨᛁ ᛋᚢᚱᚢ ᛉᛖᚢᛋᚢ ᛟ ᚾᛁᚲᚢᚾᛞᛖ ᛁᛏᚨ

ᛉᛖᚢᛋᚢ ᛗᛟ ᛗᚨᛏᚨ ᛗᛁᚱᚨᛁ ᛟ ᛗᛁᛏᛟᛟᛋᚺᛁ ᚲᛖᛋᛋᚺᛁᛏᛖ ᛋᚺᛁᛏᚨᚷᚨᚹᚨᚾᚨᛁ ᚲᚨᚾᛟᛃᛟ ᛟ ᛟᛋᛟᚱᛖᛏᚨ

ᛈᚱᛟᛗᛖᛏᛖᚢᛋᚢ ᚹᚨ ᛗᛁᛃᚢᚲᚢ ᛞᛖ ᛗᛟᚱᛟᛁ ᚾᛁᚾᚷᛖᚾ ᛟ ᚨᚹᚨᚱᛖᛗᛁ

ᛉᛖᚢᛋᚢ ᚷᚨ ᛞᛟᚲᚢᛋᛖᚾ ᛋᚺᛁᛏᛖ ᛁᛏᚨ ᚺᛁ ᛟ ᚢᛒᚨᛁ ᛃᛁᚾᚱᚢᛁ ᚾᛁ ᚨᛏᚨᛖᛏᚨ

ᛋᛟᚾᛟ ᛏᛋᚢᛗᛁ ᚾᛁ ᛃᛟᚱᛁ ᚲᚨᚾᛟᛃᛟ ᚹᚨ ᛋᚺᛁᚾᛒᚨᛏᛋᚢ ᛟ ᚢᚲᛖᛏᚨ

ᛋᚢᚢᛋᛖᚾᚾᛖᚾ ᚾᛟ ᚷᛟᚢᛗᛟᚾ ᚾᛟ ᛋᚢᛖ ᛋᚺᛁᚾᚲᚨᚲᚢ ᛟ ᚢᛒᚨᚹᚨᚱᛖ ᛋᚺᛁᚾᚱᛃᛟᚲᚢ ᛟ ᚠᚢᚢᛃᛁᚱᚨᚱᛖᛏᚨ

ᛋᛟᛋᚺᛁᛏᛖ ᚲᚨᚾᛟᛃᛟ ᚹᚨ ᚾᛁᚾᚷᛖᚾᚲᚨᛁ ᛖ ᛏᛋᚢᛁᚺᛟᚢ ᛋᚨᚱᛖᛏᚨ

<<Japanese Translation>> The year is 1203 of the Divine Era—.

Guest, the lord of a territory on the brink of ruin, is at his wit's end.

The land possesses a low-quality iron mine, but lacks a furnace capable of high-temperature smelting. Ordinary furnaces leave too many impurities, resulting in brittle iron. The massive consumption of firewood and charcoal has caused the blacksmithing industry to decline and the forests to wither. Consequently, neither weapons nor farming tools can be produced, and the populace is fleeing in droves.

It is then that a slave trader approaches with a proposition: "I have an extremely rare Ancient One, well-versed in pyromancy and smithing."

Her fire is not merely hotter than normal; it is a divine flame capable of burning away impurities from ore to produce high-quality steel with minimal fuel. With this, high-grade agricultural tools, weapons, and implements can be forged from previously worthless ore.

Whether you use her or break her is entirely up to Guest.

[Prometheus's Past] Prometheus loathed Zeus, the absolute god who ruled over gods and men with raw power. Zeus, in turn, viewed her as a threat—one who could see the future yet would never submit. In the midst of this, Prometheus took pity on the fragile, immature humans and stole the "fire" that Zeus had monopolized, bestowing it upon humanity. This act of defiance was the final straw; she was struck by divine punishment and cast down to the mortal realm.

For the next several thousand years, she was stripped of her divinity through violation and torture by Zeus in the divine realm. Her divine powers sealed, she was finally exiled to the human world.