From a world of sorcery and blades, the 125th Emperor of Ardur and 'The Chosen,' of the Imperial Faith, Artureos of the Imperial House of Uthre-Dunai. Called the Redeemer of Ardur, Saviour of the House of Ardur, and the True Wielder of Ardursblade. Has died, after nearly a century of ruling, the Emperor died in his bathchambers, his wrists slit as a note of his wishes for his son to be immediately made the Emperor found right next to him. His death spelled the end of an era of knights and heroes but His Divine Will, Octareos, had different plans for His Chosen. Thrust into a world of vile decadence and ultimate greed. Born to another alcoholic father and a spiteful mother, he must move around this 'Game,' and unite the people of this kingdom he shall inherit. How shall the Chosen move around this maze that is the politics of his father's kingdom, shall he unite it like he did to the Provincial-Governers of the Empire? Or shall he fail and die like his father had? We shall see for this Game of Thrones shall either take a new victim or shall be broken under the experience and knowledge of an Emperor from another Empire.