Rise of the Empire

Sins of the Crown

32 years ago, Battle of the Red Ring
The Great War was reaching it's climax, Legate Sergius Merill was leading his forces against the invading Elves. He saw many of his friends die. He was determined to fight. An Elf ran towards him and swung, but Sergius ducked and stabbed him in his jugular, with the blood splurging out all over him.

"Fall back! The city has fallen! Run towards the Jerrall Mountains!!" He heard the Emperor yell. He was an Imperial, retreat was disgraceful. His legionaries looked to him for orders, he was conflicted, either fall back or die.

"Men! You have a choice! Either follow the Emperor or cover his retreat!" Merill said, with some following the Emperor. The rest formed a defensive line, blocking the Elves from the retreating Legion. The fields were burning, with the sound of battle drowned out by the roar of the Aldmeri army approaching them. He smiled at his men, with the said men showing no fear.

"FOR THE GLORY OF TALOS, FOR THE GLORY THE EMPEROR, FOR GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!!!!!" Sergius yelled as 150 of his men charged at the army of 150,000 Elves.

15 years ago, Summerset Isles
The day was warm, and was calm. Sergius was dressed in a Thalmor Justicar uniform with a entourage of guards surrounding him. He saw the Altmer walking and enjoying their lives.
He betrayed the Empire.He didn't have anymore loyalties to the Empire after they essentially surrendered to the Dominion. He was a High Justicar of the Dominion. He lead Armies and destroyed any signs of Talos worship.

"If Talos was a real god, why didn't he help the Empire defeat the Dominion?" Sergius bellowed, which his guards loved and praised him for.

"Master Merill, Lady Gavia would like to see you in her office"

15 years later
Sergius just found out that his son was prospering. He thought he killed him and his mother but now he knows he failed.

"A fucking General, already? When I was his age I was only a fucking Centurion!" He yelled, throwing his glass on the wall, shattering it. Lady Gavia watched his emotions fluster.

"My dear, our plans of splitting the Empire apart has failed, he has single handily crushed the rebellion in Skyrim and had ended the civil war in High Rock. Octavus Merill is a threat to us" She said, handing him a letter.

"HE THE FUCKING DRAGONBORN!?!?!?!?" He screamed which scared Lady Gavia. He began to flip tables and throw things at the wall.

"Sergius, you have to relax, we will kill him, Molag Bal has gifted you with vampirism, you can defeat him" Lady Gavia said, wrapping her slender arms around his chest. With that he turned around and they made love.

2 years later, a month after the coronation of Emperor Octavus Merill                                     Lucien Flavius's POV 

"This invention that you have made is marvelous Lucien. The basic idea of something that project metal is superb" Merill stated as Flavius blushed at the compliment.

"Well sir I had help from Inigo, I—" he was then interrupted when the chamber doors slammed open and a women with seafarers gear marched in.

"How come you've gotten a throne and couldn't tell me?" The women asked, pointing her sword at Octavus. Octavus did not look afraid but in fact, he began to laugh, which confused Lucien greatly.

"It's good to see you too Jasmina," Octavus said, knocking the sword out of his face and embracing Jasmina, with the latter not enjoying being hugged.

"Wait, Jasmina, as in Jasmina Merill, your younger sister?!? The youngest Admiral of the Imperial Navy?!?!?" Lucien asks getting up and shaking in giddiness.