"For over one hundred thousand Heavenly years, the House Frost served as one of the guardian powers protecting the Heavenly Ocean Empire against monsters and dimensional threats."
Then his expression darkened.
"But fifty Heavenly years ago… greed entered our hearts."
His voice became heavier.
"Your maternal great-grandfather, House Lord Viserius Frost, joined forces with several martial clans and overlords to overthrow the Emperor."
A bitter laugh escaped him.
"If the rebellion had succeeded, the House Frost would have risen to become the number one overlord across the entire empire."
"But heaven does not always favor ambition."
The room remained silent as Ares narrated slowly, almost like an old storyteller recounting a ruined dynasty beside a dying fire.
"We lost. And our defeat shattered everything."
He folded his hands quietly.
