115 Marcus Aurelius's Trial

The walls of the memorial room were adorned with murals that spanned the entire spectrum of imagination.

Each mural told a story—a visual chronicle of Marcus Aurelius's journey and his contributions to the understanding of Aether...

The cosmos itself.

"Wow…"

Emir breathed as his gaze moved with reverence from one mesmerizing artwork to another, his eyes tracing the details of every brushstroke.

They seemed to come alive, depicting landscapes of distant galaxies and swirling nebulae.

One even had a massive but majestic being that towered over a galaxy of stars.

It appeared to be human... in shape, at least. 

'…A primordial maybe?' 

In another mural, Marcus was depicted as a figure of authority, surrounded by swirling currents of Aether. 

His outstretched hand reached towards the cosmos as if beckoning its mysteries to reveal themselves.

'A bit much... no?'