GATE: Thus The Imperium of Man Fought There

Italica pt 1

-M29. 671. Terra. Three days after the first contact-

Colt Formal stared in awe at the majestic view of the Imperial Palace. It was golden architecture as far as he could witness. Dozens of floating cities adorned the blue sky, clamoring with countless riches and impossibly beautiful buildings.

Everything he had seen in Italica, even the Empire Capital, was utterly rendered primitive by the majesty of the Imperium. This paradise, this breathtaking world, was one of the countless millions across the stars.

Looking around, he can see countless people walking with smiles plastered on their faces. Bright eyes and bravery to confront the unknown were a common sight on the Imperium's citizen faces. Though they are giants and incredibly intelligent, but they are still human, like him.

And this world, this marvel of engineering, this haven was offered by the Emperor for him, his people, and most importantly, his daughter. Myui, a very innocent girl, was born and dictated to someday replace Colt as head of Italica.

Colt himself only stared deeply into the incoming fate. Myui is a girl destined to be the wife of a Saderan noble, serving as a womb to birth an heir. Thus locking her destiny as it was the culture of the Empire. But here, such a culture was long eradicated, replaced by mutual understanding. This place is the one he desperately seeks—a place where his daughter could live as a true nobility, like the nobleman from Saderan.

"Colt Formal, you've been called to the Senatorum Imperialis by His Majesty." A voice came directly into his mind. Colt could not familiarize himself with this Ferrous Mind named Alexander. To him, this Alexander was akin to a mighty spirit that governed this entire Imperial Palace. Speaking about the Imperial Palace, Colt still could not comprehend the scale of this place. Once he asked about it to Alexander, he regretted it. The place was unspeakably massive, rivaling the size of the entire Empire. The centuries worth of hard work by the Empire to expand its territory is completely shattered by the sheer size of this Imperial Palace.

"I will answer the majesty's command." Colt made his way to the said Senatorum Imperialis. This palace is like a maze. It was a miracle that somebody could navigate through it flawlessly.

Before he could murmur about the direction, Alexander's voice resounded in his mind.

"I will guide you." It said softly.

"Thank you," Colt replied with gratitude.

As he walks further into the Imperial Palace, Colt does not know how Alexander will guide him. Yet, he can feel it. Every step he takes, every direction he walks into. Colt can feel some unknown force directing his subconscious to take certain directions, capable of operating even intricate tools that he even cannot comprehend. With a flash of light, he appeared in a majestic golden room that was even bigger than his entire manor, with various golden Aquila and countless beautiful ornaments polished this room.

"Presenting Colt Formal of Italica." Alexander's voice boomed across the room.

When the voice ended, flashes of light bathed the room. At the same time he was blinded, Colt could hear machinery begin to stir in less than one second. The light disappears as he opens his eyes. A gigantic podium suddenly manifested without knowing how it was created. Colt raises his head to check who is the one on the platform.

"Colt Formal." The voice of the Emperor calling his name with a fluent Farmatian.

The voice made Colt instantly kneel. "My Lord."

"Rise, proud son of Falmart." The Emperor said softly.

Rising from his feet, Colt can finally see the entire person standing above the platform. Eleven people with two gigantic golems stand with their indescribable might and authority.