The Council Of Elders

The ceremony was held in an arena, surrounded by a near-endless crowd of Vassals, nobles, businessmen, and the most powerful members of society.

All of us were there and in uniform. An old man in a military formal uniform got on the stage, his hair so white it reminded me of the perma-winter on pandemonium. His body was large but clearly weaker than it once was. The number of stars on his uniform was eight and he also had twelve golden sword pins on his uniform.

"WE GATHER HERE TODAY TO UNLEASH UPON THE WORLD, THE NEXT GENERATION OF THE GRAY FAMILY! FIRST THOSE WHO WILL RECEIVE THE RANK OF PRIVATE, IAN GRAY, MARCUS GRAY, STELLE GRAY, SEAN GRAY, JUNI GRAY, LARSE GRAY, KILN GRAY!" He announced with an extremely loud voice that made others want to cover their ears.

Those called got on the stage and received the rank of 1-star private, in the form of a circular pin with nothing on it, and a single gold-silver star.