Kingsglaive Final Fantasy XV

For centuries the sacred magic

of the divine crystal

blessed our world

and its people.

But in time the promise of its

power brought war to our lands.

Lucis, a peaceful kingdom

of great magic

kept safe by the power

of the crystal.

And Niflheim, a military

empire of vast machinery

made strong by

the might of its magitek.

Long has war

raged between the two.

As the years passed, Niflheim

marched on nearby nations

driven by its unsurpassed technology.

To defend itself,

Lucis raised a magical wall

the strength of which comes

from the crystal itself.

Insomnia alone,

the crown city and last bastion

of Lucian defense

remained beyond Niflheim

reach for many years.

Amid the escalating war

Prince Noctis of Lucis

had come to Tenebrae

to seek healing

for a grievous injury.

He made the long journey together

with his father, King Regis.

Mother, brother, and I,

the royalty of Tenebrae

had all welcomed their visit.

It was then

that the fires came,

everywhere and all at once.

In a mere instant, the whole

of Tenebrae was ablaze.

Ravus!

Mother!

General Glauca.

The Niflheim attack

was an attempt

on the lives of the visiting

Lucian royalty.

Noctis!

Please.

Help us!

King Regis!

Lunafreya...

Luna!

From that day until this day,

Tenebrae has been gripped

in the iron fist of Niflheim,

sworn enemy of Lucis.

King Regis assembles

a force of mighty warriors

to combat the imperial menace.

Dubbed the kingsglaive,

they fight relentlessly

against Niflheim,

empowered by the magic

of their sovereign.

All units,

move to secure the wall.

If they break through,

we're done.

What's the hold-up,

Crowe?

Crowe!

Status?

Almost there.

No!

- I need help.

- East wall's going down.

Pelna, can you get to me?

Lucis isn't

paying us refugees enough...

For this.

How is this fair?

- Nyx, I owe you one.

- You and everyone else.

We need support on the east flank.

Nyx, where are you?

I'm on my way.

Pelna, fall back

and regroup with the others.

Go easy on the magic, hero.

You got people

waiting for you back home.

I'm worth the wait.

Show-off.

Watch your back, Libertus.

We got more incoming.

We ain't gonna last much longer.

Crowe!

Yes!

All glaives, fall back.

Repeat, all glaives fall back!

Release the daemon.

We can't take down that daemon.

I'm ordering a full retreat.

Get back here alive.

That's an order.

For hearth and home.

All units, fall back

to the extraction point.

Support is inbound.

Nyx!

We have to get out of here.

Nyx!

We have orders!

Yeah.

Help!

Nyx!

Oh, that idiot.

Nyx!

Crowe.

We gotta move.

You gotta be kidding me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You know I ain't got

the stomach for this crap.

Would you rather walk?

Come on.

Just like Galahd Canyon back home.

Libertus!

Luche, report.

The imperial forces

look to be withdrawing, sir.

Guess I owe

you another one.

I'll put it on your tab.

You just try and get some rest,

all right?

You disobeyed

a direct order to retreat.

For hearth and home,

right, sir?

As long as I got

strength in my body,

I obey that order.

Don't fool yourself,

Nyx Ulric.

Whatever strength you have

is on loan from the king.

You are nothing without him.

Await details of your reassignment.

Yes, your majesty.

Despite their victory

all but assured.

A sudden

and inexplicable retreat.

We are at risk nonetheless,

your majesty.

We cannot know

when they will strike again.

Your majesty,

word from the west gate.

A man claiming to be an envoy of

the empire requests an audience.

The envoy from Niflheim awaits

without, your majesty.

Hello there.

Hello!

Good day to you...

And you.

Well met, my dear Lucians.

Has Niflheim grown so bold

that they send the chancellor

himself as envoy?

And under no guard, at that?

It is an honor to be recognized

by the great King Regis.

Yet, permit me

to stand on ceremony

and introduce myself

nonetheless.

Ardyn Izunia,

chancellor of Niflheim

at your humble service.

And I come to you on this

most auspicious of days

to offer terms of peace.

Peace?

As you no doubt surmised,

that recent maneuver of ours

was no strategic retreat.

Call it...

A gesture of imperial goodwill.

Like you, we wish nothing more

than to bring a swift end

to this senseless war.

Is that so?

It is, indeed.

And we require but

a singular compliance.

Save your grand Insomnia here.

Lucis must forfeit all

territories to Niflheim rule.

Hmph.

Ah.

Insomnia!

The Jewel in the crown

of the Lucian kingdom.

How foolish of me

to forget.

There is just

one more trivial thing.

It concerns your son.

The fetching

Prince Noctis of Lucis

and the fair Princess Lunafreya

of Tenebrae...

They are to be wed.

You seem vexed,

your highness.

I assure you,

the Princess still holds you

in the highest regard

as she has done

all these 12 long years.

Don't know

if anyone's told you,

but we don't take kindly

to insubordination around here.

Do yourself a favor,

take a look around.

This is what a hundred years

of peace looks like.

It's a lasting peace made by

the wall and the wall alone.

See, we don't need

any of you immigrants

jumping around,

playing war hero.

Hey! Rough day

on the gate, huh, glaive?

You jerk. It's your fault

he got stuck there.

Aah!

Not a very nice

welcome for a big hero.

Not a very nice outfit

for one, either.

I think it brings out my eyes.

Unh!

What'd you put in this?

Tastes like a chocobo turd.

Hey, shut your trap!

This ain't Galahd. That's the

way folks around here like it.

Oh, well. I'm glad

to see you're willing

to sell out our heritage

for a few extra Gil.

Hey, Libertus. You thank Nyx

for saving your life yet?

Oh, come on, Crowe.

Nyx and I are too close for that.

He helps me, I help him.

That's the way it's always been.

Looks like you got little help

from something else, huh?

I need all I can get.

For hearth!

- And home.

- And home.

So, Nyx the gatekeeper.

How's the new post treating you?

Oh, it's amazing.

You guys would love it.

The gate watch are real sweethearts.

Ha-ha-ha.

Yeah, right.

We all know they hate us

outsiders more than anything.

So bored they

got nothing better to do.

Boredom's not so bad.

Means there's peace, at least.

I'd fight a hundred more wars

for Galahdans to know boredom.

Fight all you want.

Just don't go dying yet.

I still owe you.

A lot.

Where would the glaive be

without its hero?

Can you not talk like this

while we're drinking, please?

Besides, we just sent the Niffs

running with their tails

between their legs, right?

They weren't running from us.

No, they were toying with us.

Stop being such a buzzkill, Luche.

We all know what happened.

Did you know they sent an envoy

to the citadel after that?

What for?

To offer their surrender?

- More like demand ours.

- What?

Demand?

My ass!

No?

Think about it.

The empire's got Lucis

on its last legs.

It's the perfect time

to make demands.

We are losing this war,

your majesty.

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