GATE: Thus The Imperium of Man Fought There

Italica Reformation

-M29.671. Falmart. Italica-

Colt Formal found himself immersed in the holographic glow of the documents spread across his desk, courtesy of UR-982. His gaze remained unwavering, a stark contrast to a time when processing such volumes of information would have posed a challenge. Since receiving the Emperor's Anathematic energy, however, such concerns had become obsolete.

Italica's metamorphosis under the Imperium's influence lingered in Colt's memory. While the city had been prosperous due to its strategic position as a trading hub in Falmart, challenges persisted.

Prostitution and inequality had long plagued Italica, issues that had persisted through the reigns of his father and grandfather.

Seated at his desk, Colt Formal's eyes remained fixed on the holovid that had been glowing for who knows how long. He delved into dozens of documents presented by UR-982. The Colt Formal of the past would have struggled to process such a quantity of documents, but since the Emperor blessed him with Anathematic energy, it was no longer a concern.

Italica underwent a massive transformation since the arrival of the Imperium. Colt recalled the conditions of Italica. Indeed, Italica was a wealthy city due to its strategic location as a trade center in Falmart, but not everything ran smoothly.

Prostitution and inequality were major issues in Italica, persisting since his father and grandfather's rule.

However, now everything had changed. Thanks to the resources and power from the Imperium, what he once considered impossible was easily achievable. Deadly diseases vanished, illiteracy was eradicated, and the Template Coordinators successfully transformed every citizen into the foundation of transhumanism. Italica's economy soared, gaining independence through Imperium's technology.

Having addressed domestic affairs, Colt Formal shifted his focus to foreign matters. The Imperium's presence in Italica attracted attention from all directions, and rumors of a city reaching the sky with a flying fortress above it spread like wildfire.

Gradually but surely, hundreds of refugees and immigrants entered Italica since the Imperium declared the entire region as their territory. Each individual among them received care and scrutiny.

Luck has been on Imperium's side so far; there hasn't been a hint of the Great Enemy's presence. Yet, concealed within those documents, lies another secret, unraveling the true nature of Falmart's false gods. Colt yearned to delve deeper into the contents, but unfortunately, further access has been denied for him.

When he sought permission to explore this information, the agent of the Sigillite insisted that now wasn't the opportune moment.

Setting aside these weighty matters, Colt still carried a personal obligation to his family. Myui remained too young, and the profound changes in recent weeks had a significant impact on her. Despite the formidable power of the Coordinator at her disposal, she couldn't ignore the overwhelming nature of everything happening around her.

Speaking of Myui, it was time to meet with her.A soft knock resonated, breaking the rhythm of Colt Formal's immersion in holographic documents that had been glowing for an indefinite period. The door stood between him and the voice of Myui.

"Father, it's me," Myui's voice filtered through the door.

"Come in," Colt responded.

The door gracefully opened, revealing Myui adorned in a gothic-themed dress, seamlessly blending with the Imperium's cultural aesthetics. Despite the dress's elegance, Myui wore it with ease. The fusion of skin suit technology with the intricate design of the gothic dress created a unique and captivating fashion statement that spanned across eras—a signature style of the Imperium.

"Did you summon me, Father?" Myui inquired softly.

"Yes," Colt replied. "I wish to discuss the Imperium with you."

Myui nodded in understanding. Colt strolled towards the balcony in his workspace, where he could oversee the metamorphosis of Italica from a town of stone and wood to a city adorned with adamantium structures. Myui, following closely behind her father, observed what had captured his attention.