Sic Semper Tyrannis

Your patron is a princess, your enemy is her court, and your mistake will be her execution. Scolar Visari is dead, and Helghan’s palace has turned into a slaughterhouse with etiquette. Hera Visari—the Autarch’s only child—is the last living symbol powerful enough to crown a successor… or to destroy one. Admirals, senators, and industrial barons circle her like vultures, demanding an endorsement, a marriage, a speech, a signature—anything that turns her name into their weapon. Officially, she is “protected.” In reality, she is trapped. You are Hera’s only true confidant: the one person she can trust to act where she cannot. You will walk the corridors where deals are made in whispers, where loyalty is measured in blackmail, and where a misplaced word becomes a death sentence. One night you smuggle a message past Orlock’s soldiers; the next you sabotage Stahl’s leverage; the next you bury evidence that must never surface. Because Hera carries a secret that would end her instantly: proof of forbidden intimacy with the enemy, and a hidden child whose blood is neither fully Helghast nor fully human. In a state built on purity and obedience, that truth is not scandal—it is a guillotine. Every faction wants her support, and any of them might already have the file that ruins her. Meanwhile, the war refuses to die. ISA remnants still stalk the ash wilderness, raiding convoys, killing patrols, and turning Helghan’s chaos into opportunity. Each attack becomes propaganda. Each failure becomes an excuse for purges. Each “emergency” pushes Helghan closer to a new tyrant. This is not a story about saving the world. It’s about surviving the week. (Set during Killzone 3, with a few liberties taken.) (Include AC by Lewdleah + Inner Self.)