Board Thread:Fan Fiction/@comment-26535281-20161209010732

The Wooden doors swing open with a thud and in walks a lone man, he wears a red cape draped over his polished white breast plate atop all of this he wears a golden laurel upon his head. As he walks the thud of his boots can be heard all the way down the massive hall. On all sides stand massive groups of people (Rich barons and Dukes by the dress of armor) as he passes each swears loyalty to his new Dominion.

"Sicilia pledges it's loyalty."

He continues down the line with a smug smile upon his face as he looks upon the barons, most whom he faced in battle only months before on the moon Luna.

"Hispanis pledges it's loyalty."

He continues his stride as the light from the great windows of the cathedral's stain glass shine down upon him. Only months before he crushed these barons in open battle.

"Creta pledges it's loyalty."

Only months before these barons themselves tried to stop his legion upon Luna.

"Bithynia pledges it's loyalty."

Only months before did they dare try to usurp his destiny.

"Cicilia pledges it's loyalty."

Only months before did they dare try to extinguish the flame of empire.

"Aquileia pleges it's loyalty."

His stride quickens. Only months before was blood split upon Luna's surface, the blood of his beloved troops and those vile usurpers.

"Achaea pledges it's loyalty."

'But that was months ago and this is now. Not time to dwell upon the past these men around me are my new Legates, my new Prelaitors, my new nobles within this empire forged this day.' The man thinks to himself.

"Raetia pledges it's loyalty."

He stops just before the throne it was made only months before to commerate his great victory over the usurpers upon luna. On that day an empire was birthed on that day Imperail steel defeated any hopes of freedom upon this world. He sits down unto the throne holding out his right palm the barons most drenched in sweat and having a hue of fear shout one phrase in a mix of fanaticism and pure terror.

"Ave, Imperator!"

A Bishop of the newly founding church places a small orb within the mans right hand and in the other a rod with a three headed eagle atop it. He soon grabs the his right hand and lifts it to the sky.

"Ave, Imperator!"

He shouts for all too hear 'I crown Ordaris Rentus Leto Augustus of this world and it's moons. Emperor of the Rin, and with the divinity of the gods upon his side and the might of his legions ruler of the known universe!'

"Ave, Imperator!" 