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Heir of Aurelian

The year is 407 AD and Rome is at the precipice. In the West, a usurper by the name of Flavius Claudius Constantinus has declared himself emperor. By doing this, he and his traitor legions have fractured the Western Roman Empire into two. At the same time, the north bleeds! Countless germans swarm across the borders of the Empire and pillage its lands in their ruthless raids. Alaric, King of the Goths, rises to a position of prominence and threatens the ancient capital of the dying Empire with his barbarian hordes. As if things weren't bad enough, rumors from the east state that a mysterious power rises within the fogs of war, threatening to drown the Empire in a river of blood. As a response to these threats, the indolent emperor Honorius has given orders to his supreme commander Flavius Stilicho to reclaim the province of Gaul from the usurper. However, should he leave the heartland of the Empire undefended, undoubtedly Alaric would invade. Thus, under the threat of barbarians at the gates, Stilicho dispatches a young roman general by the name of Titus Claudius Marcellus to bring an end to the reign of the usurper. Will Rome fall to the tides of barbarians and traitors alike? Or can Marcellus restore a world collapsing around him? Find out in Heir of Aurelian!

Zentmeister · Historia
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A New Imperial Legate

Frank sat in the library of his university, surrounded by various people, all of which were studying for their classes. He himself was looking into some particular information about the Western Roman Empire shortly before its collapse.

The book outlined the failures of Honorius, a man so incompetent he sat back and watched as Rome burned in the background. The only hint of care he had about the event was the moment he was informed.

Not because he was concerned about the ancient capital being ransacked by a bunch of barbarians, but because he thought his pet chicken was killed. Upon reading this anecdote, Frank sneered in disdain before muttering his thoughts about the man.

"What a fucking dumbass..."

A pretty girl who sat nearby heard this comment and gazed over towards Frank, interested in what he was researching. Before he even realized it, the young woman was staring over his shoulder before commenting on the passage.