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Inverted Crown

A Genius Tactician, a fearful opponent. That is what his peers called him in the Royal Lion Military Academy. But what is the real identity of this man? The only information known to him was a peasant that rose through the ranks and got vouched for an unknown reason. Unravel the truth and lies hidden between the faces of darkness. The Inverted Crown. The crown that symbolizes the head of state that became inverted symbolizes the reveal of the truth.

ArkAnghel · Fantaisie
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The Revolutionary Throne (2)

His authoritative tone of voice echoes all throughout the throne room. The once majestic and sacred throne room of the once great emperors of the empire.

"Execute all the nobles who went against me. They are the ones who made a mistake of not allying themselves to me. That is my first decree as the new emperor!"

His red crimson hair, and eyes which are blazing with passion like fire looking down on his men, his aura changes into a reddish orange that signifies a new stage of his inner manifestation.

"With the power as the Emperor, let us destroy those who oppose my rule, the rule that I Justinian the Great shall emerge as the Emperor who made the Empire Rose to heavens known!"

His words were powerful to encourage his men, who were kneeling in front of him while behind him was the throne where his father sits dead. Bleeding at the sword of the crimson prince.

Pierced into the flesh of his father as it continues to drip blood from the fingers of the former emperor.

The Aide-de-camp, Julius quickly got on his saddle and trotted his horse to go faster to the nearest messenger post. He also notices the mobilization of another Duke Warlord army while riding his horse.

"So the decree is being implemented immediately. There will be really a lot of bloodshed to form an Empire for its so-called rebirth. Hope that those people who died are worth it."

He reached the nearest messenger post. And when he arrived, there were a few guards that were loyal to the Emperor that trashed the messenger post. He stops the horse and gets off, and quickly rushes to the messenger post.

"What are you doing? Let me get inside of the messenger post. I need to deliver something that has importance for the Duke Warlord."

The soldiers only smiled at him while gripping their sword. Their look was the ones who have fully converted to their ideals. The ideal of the rebirth of their emperor.

"The emperor and the royalist guards have all considered that communications will be closed for the duration of the cleanse. Are you going against the decree of the emperor, sir?"

They step forward while Julius steps back, while seeing that the other 4 at their back have even caught attention to what he wants.

"But this is of high importance, are we ju-"

Then he sees the chief messenger get thrown out of the messenger post bloodied and covered in blood. They gouged his eyes out from his bone. Then a man with a scar on his left eye walks out while it covered his armor that was once pure and sacred with the blood of the chief messenger.

"According to the Decree of the Emperor, all who have gone against him. Will have the sentence of immediate execution. There will be no need for evidence that all names who are in the decree are to be cleansed for the rebirth of the Empire."

Then he smiles at Julius, who is in pure shock to see that the Emperor begins the cleanse. Then he sheaths his sword and walks down from the stairs of the messenger post office.

He walks towards the dead corpse of the chief messenger. And steps on the messenger's face while laughing.

"Am I too late for my mission, dammit? I am a failure."

Then the soldier who earlier was talking to Julies looked at him again. And asked while unsheathing his sword. At him, and smiling, they feel Julius is also a traitor to the Emperor.

"I should get going if everything here is clear."

He turns around because it's already getting heated. And the atmosphere has transformed from the moment they see the body on the ground.

"Who told you to go, Sir?"

The guard asks while he swings his sword at his back. And then the other soldier stabbed his sword into Julius' back. His vision suddenly went blurry as he felt the pain of the sword slash. And then he arch his back when he got stabbed and the sword pierce into his armor to his flesh.

"No one here will be the witness of the fall of the messenger post. Not even you sir, we are sorry that you have seen such grueling death."

Then another soldier swings his sword, decapitating Julius. Blood sprayed out from his headless body. The soldiers who were earlier have clear armor with no blood. Are now covered with the blood of a fighter and a warrior.

The soldier who stabbed Julius pulls out his sword. Their leader is the one with a scar on his left eye. Said with a strong-willed voice, while clenching his fist and raising to the air.

"FOR THE EMPEROR FOR THE GREATER EMPIRE WE PROCLAIM HIS NAME!"

They all say with their loud, deep voices. As they followed their leader with what he said. Their voices were loud enough that they could hear it even from afar. That is the start of the cleanse of the capital city. And the start of a revolution heading to tyranny.

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His voice of a caring father trying to save his family from the news of the nearing cleanse of the Emperor Decree.

"Hurry son! we have no time to waste! Darling, please get inside of the carriage."

Then his wife holds his left arm while his son gets on the courage bringing the teddy bear. He only has the gift of his father.

"Please be safe. Our son needs you. I cannot live without my only husband."

Her soft voice touched his heart while her eyes were full of tears. He is a Baron that has a title and a vision that the Emperor is not the rightful heir of the throne. That is when he grabbed her hand and made it. Let her go.

"Please… think it over. This fight will make you an enemy of the emperor."

Then his husband replied while touching her face. And kissing her forward before saying with a soft voice.

"Please take care of our child, my wife. That is all I ask. Take care of him because he might be the one to take the throne and change this empire."

Then he closed the door of the carriage. He ordered the carriage to move forward. While he turns around seeing 2,000 men of his that is the garrison of the castle itself. They also have prepared their rifles.

"We are those people who have opposed the previous authority that have also gained power through tyranny. We always have done that before your fathers. And before they built this castle, their primary reason is to help the towns that are surrounding this castle to produce such men to fight for what is right."

The eyes of the soldiers were all focused on a single person. And that is the black beard, blue eyes and black military uniform. Wrap on his waist, his pistol and his rapier sword that he received from his father.

120th Mountain Bear finest 2,000 men that serve the previous emperor at the campaign to retake one of the precious castles that bordered with the Demi humans. With their success and prowess, they receive many recognitions from the emperor himself.

"DEPLOY!"

He screamed as he raised his hand while clenching his fist. The vigor of his voice echoes. Meanwhile, the soldiers in front of him raised their swords and yell their names.

"120th Mountain Bear! ARUH!"

Then all of them receive an order to move to their respective battle lines.

The high command officers entered the meeting room. Inside of the meeting room, a table is in the middle and a map of the castle and its surrounding defense lines. Baron Roswald stands in the middle while his aides are surrounding him.

"The Cartier castle has 3 defense lines. The outer defense line is approximately about 30 meters away from the walls of the castle. They composed their force of 4 battery cannons, 500 men with rifles and while their reserve is 200 men that are at the middle defense line near the wall."

Operation Officer Hyden points with his hand the location of the outer defense line followed the location of the middle defense line. They all look at the map, the same with the revered officer, Baron Roswald.

"How about the middle defense line? How many men do we have?"

Asked by Front line 1st commander Gerardson Montgomery. When he asked that, the other commanders look at him. This was the first time that they hear, Gerardson has asked about the men that will help him in the front line.