Found in the marooned ruins of Chavand was a book ripped and torn.

Its yellowed pages eaten up and coiled.

Forgotten and unheard about was this book until it came to light...

His legends lived on, his tales of valour prevailed. His glory seemed enternal and he was worshiped and adored.

But his heart remained shrouded in a cloak of mystery. His emotions, his turmoils went unnoticed in an attempt to make him great.

Seen as someone who was invincible and immortal, the Rana changes your perspective from his greatness to his soft heart.

Written across the pages during his last moments, he wrote his own life.

Where bards would be at a loss and poets were simply lost in his glory and valor, the Rana is said to be the only one who could write about himself.