1 Prologue: Overthrowing an Empire

For the first time in his life, Emperor William Drake the Third trembled in fear. Its funny that he, once called the "Emperor of fear" was terrified before a mere commoner. Hundreds of bodies were spewed before him, some decapitated; others mangled to the point that even their mothers wouldn't recognize them.

Only a few men remained watching in horror. He stared into the face of the one who had cause all of the havoc, wondering what kind of monster could accomplish all of this without even bringing out the sword attached to his belt. It was stupid really. The attack happened so fast that he did not even get a chance to have a good look at the blond monster that carelessly and swiftly exterminated them.

"What do you want? I will listen to all of your demands..."

*Slit*

The sword attached to the monsters belt was withdrawn for less than the time taken to blink, but when the sound was made; the heads of the rest of the men in the room fell leaving an audible thunk.

The man responsible for all this carnage proceeded to breath deeply and earnestly. A sigh could be heard that those who just finished a long war could sympathize with from the bottom of their hearts, as if all the built up stress from many long years finally dispersed.

He then sat down in a relatively dry spot in the room and began to contemplate. Considering if there was anything left to do. Eventually he thought of one thing, and began repeating to himself as to not forget.

"All that's left to do is fix the mess that these bastards have left behind; after that. I am going to have a long rest"

This was the ending of one journey and the beginning of a new one as Robert Further left to build a new empire.