Troy becomes a memory. History marches on, covering it with its ever-dimming shade. In the ruins of time, a light pierces the dimness. Despite everything, in spite of everything, the small flickering flame of memory endures...
Something carries the weight of a seemingly forgotten world. Battlefields are beached upon the shores of eternity. History casts its shadow on the loftiest names as well as the nameless. But memory rebels against oblivion. The last Myrmidon lives to tell the tale of fighting alongside Achilles. As far as history is concerned, he is a man without a name. But he knows that someone as small and seemingly insignificant as him has played a role in shaping history. The last of the Ant-men has a lofty tale to tell.