A short chapter from the emperors percpective & some lore within it (7,5)
A/N: Enjoy, :)
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A considerably long time ago."remember what i thaught you, son" the aging emperor told his son "and everything will go fine"
"yes, father, i will" Marcus, the public face of the imperium promised to his father.
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The senate was one of the places that the young inheritor of the stars loathed. Old men, detached from reality making decisions about the lives of the young.Every single senator was dressed in lavish expensive clothes, and was sitting on expensive gilded chairs. There was only one who stood out in the rows of senators.
There was a considerabely young man sitting on a chair made of black stone. Dressed in minimally formal attire and scuffed leg armor. It was evident that he was a military commander of some kind. When Marcus asked his name, he was identified to him as senator Greeves.
Sitting beside the most powerful person in the galaxy was underwhelming, even Marcus's father was like any of those other bickering idiots. The flame in the emperors eyes had faded, and his warriors body had deteriorated. Within a few years, perhaps even months Marcus would have to sit on that high chair.
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Late into the night, there was a disturbance in the emperors castle.The imperial guards were being killed like if they were mere children. A deathly shadow was picking them out one by one.
The skilled bounty hunter was getting closer to it's target.
The creak of the opening door woke the old emperor from his sleep.
"who's there?" the aged warrior asked, moving his hand to the hilt of a knife. "is it you, Marcus? is it you Jane?"
Then he was cut off from his life.
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"no, father can't be dead, he just can't be." the young emperor cried."i'm afraid he is" Jane, his mother anwered sadly.
The sun laid it's rays on the white sheets dyed crimson by blood. The old emperors body had been carried away already.
Marcus was heartbroken. He couldn't lead the imperium by himself. He was too young, barely in his youth.
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"a great tragedy has fallen upon us last night, an unknown assailant murdered our beloved emperor.''The talk of the imperial advisor was tiring. Marcus just wanted to collapse into tears, but couldn't, he had to keep up his appearence.
After that fateful night, the darker times arose from the wery heart and core of civilization.
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15 years later than last part.The bitter emperor had established an inquisitory force, which was held secret from the public eye. It's main objective was to find and execute those who conspired his fathers assasination.
Senator Greeves was chosen for the task of leading the deadly institute. Only the ones with the most outstanding skill were chosen into his ranks.
Emperor Marcus was growing distant from reality, ordering entire armies to act upon a rumor whispered in the now largely empty senate halls.
Even the few humans that could use magic were thrown north and west, to south and east across the seas of stars in search for something that could help either with the searh for whispers of secret conspiracies or ways to defeat them.
The imperium wasn't democratic enough to even call it democratic anymore. It had once been a prospering democracy where the peoples voice could be heard. Now normal people kept their voice down, they knew they would never be free.
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A/N:Small part of lore inportant something i managed to cook up.
This has around 570 words.
I wrote this and parts of the last chapter on pain meds so, it might not hold water yet.
Please give me ideas for rhe main plot, i can't think of any
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