(In this story, Esdeath is in her mid Thirties (34) at the current timeline, and in the bio she had just turned 17, the Emperors position is at the time of the bio, being held by the current Emperors parents before their Death, but the war is still...
(A/n: I've still barely recovered from my St Patricks Day hangover, good news is I have no school today/Monday so I can update this! Yaaaaay...Expect some mistakes :P.)
Also: Here are the ages i've decided upon for the characters
Darkness...again. Not the first time I blacked out from pain where i couldn't tell if I was dead or not. It became a common occurrence, but whenever I came here, I knew I was alive. I'd have to thank Albion for that. I knew whenever I came here I was alive. After the first dozen times I was bought here after a near death experience, it became quite predictable, yet I haven't felt closer to death like that in years, and I'm actually quite frightened, what if i'm in a coma or never wake up? Those used to be the majority of my thoughts when I was bought here, but now only one thing comes to mind.
Y/n: I better wake up, or else i won't be able to fulfil my promise to dear Mother...
Albion: Don't jinx yourself now young Y/n, you'll live to die another day. Fighting the war against the Empire shouldn't be prioritised right now.
Y/n: Albion? What the hell, I didn't know you could come to my void in a physical form! A really strong man accepts the war he went through and is ennobled by his scars, and as long as I have these scars, The war against the Empire will always be my priority, but what makes you say that it shouldn't be my priority? Did something happen?
A/n: Albion's dragon form
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