Imperfection

"Elysium."

"Elysium, Elysium, Elys…" 

The eyes of the envoys started to tear up. 

The tear drops fell and as they did, they glowed as a subtle light passed through them. 

Athena rubbed her eyes and turned to the source of that light.

"I-Is that…" The young lady pointed in confusion at the marks on one of the many grand gate to the entrance city of the kingdom. 

"Yes. The judgement gates of the now extinct sea-farer tribe. If you manage to pass through them with your own strength, your soul will be tempered, regardless of your path." Varian said.

"B-But that is a great treasure! Only their capital city's elites were allowed to use it."

He nodded lightly. "The satellite galaxies had a lot of ruins. Their treasures are integrated into the kingdom. I'm calling it a kingdom but with the treasures it has, it might as well be a half-empire."