母娘オークス制覇という歴史的記録が
かかったレース。会場は無数の噂話で満ち、
とてつもない重圧が双肩にのしかかる。

だが、”女帝”が姿を現した瞬間、
喧騒を薙ぎ払うように青嵐が吹いた。
彼女はその風をも支配下に置き、堂々たる
足取りでスターティングゲートへと向かう。

万物を平伏させるがごとき鋭利な眼光。
皮膚に食い込むほど強く握り込まれた五指。

求めるは理想。欲するは勝利。
武器は”女帝”としての矜持。

「――必ず勝つ」

If she wins this race, then both mother and daughter will have conquered the Japanese Oaks—an unheard-of feat. The venue is filled with both expectations and doubts, each weighing heavily on this one racer's shoulders.

But the moment the Empress takes to the turf, all the commotion is blown away in a burst of wind. For her, even the wind is but another of her subjects. She heads towards the starting gate with confident strides.

Her sharp eyes demand absolute fealty from all who face her. Her fingers clench into a fist so tight her nails dig into her skin.

She desires perfection. She hungers for victory. Her pride as Empress is her weapon.

"This race is mine for the taking."