Chains Unbound Wheel of Destiny — Morimens

When the hero finally concludes his grand journey, and people close the last page of the picture book and drift off to sleep. As the long night falls, Helot's story begins. She travels north along the lengthy coastline, crossing streams and scaling mountains, until she reaches the edge of the frigid land. Years have passed since the shocking rebellion, where Helot brought peace and prosperity wherever she went. A delicate balance was maintained between slaves and masters, making violent rebellion seem awkward and ridiculous. She was questioned, mocked, and eventually forgotten. But she never defended herself. The warrior Helot came and went like the wind, planting the seeds of freedom in the heart of the Mare Internum. Five years, ten years, a hundred years... One day, they will break through the soil and flourish. No one knows where this Spartan killer was laid to rest, though it is said her old friend Epaminondas took care of her remains. Years later, if you pass by a jasmine-covered grassy knoll, you might see a small tombstone that reads: Under this grass lies a warrior, or rather, She once was a warrior. She is the daughter of old Pericles and the pride of Tilos. Poet Thracius praised her battle prowess. And the dark-haired Spartans knew her achievements better.