Suzerain

Arc System: Chapter -10 "The Lords and The Gods ."

Jupiter: Eye of the Red Storm/Capital of Jupiter Mt.Olympus- Throne Room

Columns represent absolute power, their vertical lines reaching high into the sky, one can say they are the pillars that hold up the sky.

Here lies the pride of the Olympians, Mt. Olympus, the beacon of the Greek god's.

Within its open halls with fine marble floors, a woman was dressed for this occasion in her very own royal robes. She was in her prime, shown by the light wrinkles on her delicate features, her dark brown hair pulled back into a long ponytail that reached her waist.

. She walks up to a golden door with lightning carved into it. She chuckles, her son was always one to boast.

The doors open before her. There before her is only one wide, gold isle leading up to the throne were a bearded man in white royal robes sat in his right hand a lightning sceptre, on his head lay a crown comfortably nestle in his long jet black hair. The bright grey eyes studied her as the woman approached.

When she finally reached the top of the isle and the bottom on the white marble steps they just stared at each other for awhile.

" Gaia." Zeus was the first to break the silence

"Now is that any way to address your loving mother?"

"You're many things woman, loving is not one of them."

She imitated a gasp, "How rude of you!"

"Enough games, why are you here?"

"Why?" She asked and a smirk materialised on her face, " to discuss the terms of your surrender of course."

Earth: Somewhere over England- Undisputed Tapoumi Empire- Sand Sea Airway

(3 days) since the Asureon Age

Darya only just says that I've been out cold for three days. Well, I was under a lot of stress that night...that night I shuddered at the scenes that flashed before me.

"My lord?" Darya reached her hand out to me.

" I'm fine."

I'm on my personal airship to the capital Damudal, where the palace resides, and where my friends should be gathering.

My thoughts are far, a myriad of things are being processed all at once:

Who's responsible for this change?

Why have they done this, what's their motive, their endgame?

Are my friends going to be my friends or a gathering of N.P.C.s turn real like Darya?

If they aren't, what do I do, can I really play it all out, to what end?

Will I go mad in the end?

In an attempt to take my mind off this madness I look out at the sandy white sand sea. Its beautiful wavy texture hypnotises me and I find myself going down memory lane. At the early stages of our empire, Ferjinn, one of our tributaries, instigated and attack in hopes of rallying the other tributaries to aid them in usurping the lands of the Tapoumi Empire. They intended to siege from the south go up in hopes of taking my castle first as I would be considered weakest amongst the lords and since my city doesn't produce any food they can just siege in waves until we all starve.

Only these fools have never seen the Sand Sea and assume that is was a desert. It's a common misconception to others those days as our empire was the only one that knew, but if they had half a brain they'd know that the force field I have over my city isn't to just protect it from sieges, but keep it afloat. The Sand Sea is exactly as said, as sea made from sand, not water. The sand is made up of an element clearly not in earth periodic table for its viscosity, yet it appears to be solid.