When you are the last of your people it can be comforting to find solace with others who are equally alone. A found family of lasts are determined not to go extinct. When the world belongs to the human empire that slaughtered their people carving out a little slice of happiness means toppling Kingdoms. Killing queens and kings, unveiling malignant plots and unleashing devastating magics. When you make powerful enemies it helps to have somewhere to run to, but when nowhere is home there comes a time you have to stop running.