Kapitel 12: Anor Londo, The City of Gods

"Most of my children have already grown up, and many of those who haven't are only a waste of resources."

Ironblood Lord, Elector Count Jacques d'Orleáns.

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Codex: WAAAGH!

"Waaagh!", which is a guttural slang for the word "War!", is an almighty phenomenon, an almost spiritual calling to war that fills every Greenskin with frenetic energy. It is the will of Gork and Mork made manifest, a power visible to Greenskins in many ways.

Shamans, as Greenskins calls their wizards, are also directly connected to their Gods. A Shaman can tap into that green power to blast foes or rouse Greenskins to greater heights of violence.

A Waaagh! is akin to a migrating invasion when some successful Warboss throws everything he's got against his chosen enemy and all the other species of the Greenskins flock to join him. It is truly a sight to freeze the blood - an unstoppable sea of green-skinned monsters swarming across the horizon, whooping, jeering, and yelling their barbarous war cries.

The Waaghs are periodically military campaigns / migrating invasions that the Greenskins unleash on the Lordran as part of their eternal desire to seek out combat and war. The term is an essential part of the Orkish "Kultur" around which the entire Greenskin society, if it can be called that, revolves.

The world quakes in fear of the resounding roar of the Waaagh!

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3rd POV

Several weeks later, some kilometers away from the Anor Londo.

For the past two weeks and some days, Karl Franz and his fianceé, Cersei Lannister, were in the armored wagon en route to the Anor Londo, the City of Gods and Capital of the entire Holy Arcadia Empire.

Anor Londo was stationed in Grey Valley within the heart of the Grey Mountains; it was one of the most defended areas of the entire Holy Arcadia Empire.

The enormous Grey Mountains are so high and rugged that only a few passes cross them and cross over them; otherwise, it would end in sure death. The mountains are riddled with Dwarfen tunnels because the Grey Mountains, since the establishment of the Holy Arcadia Empire, were heavily militarized and many mining operations were started.

In the past, the Grey Mountains were the nest for the Greenkins, Mountain Trolls and even Skaven. Coujnmtless holds high above the region of Reikland were seas of Orks, Goblins, Gretche and naturally Danger Beasts...

Danger Beasts remained within the Greay Mountains till this day, but every single Greenskin, Mountain Troll or Skaven were brutally purged when the Holy Arcadia Empire was established because it was unacceptable that the Capital was a dangerous area.

The lower slopes of the Grey Mountains, however, are an important resource for the feudal lords of the Reikland. Here, they have sunk many mines, extracting minerals such as iron, gold, marble, and precious gems.

Now, the entirety of the Grey Mountains was turned into one enormous and comprehensive military complex, which was typically used to train the members of the Imperial Legions, Silver Knights, Reiksgarde, Holy Knights and other military units with the Imperial War Machine.

To make up for Cersei, Karl Franz took one of the biggest and most luxurious war wagons that were available within the Faust, so at least they had far more room.

So they were enjoyed rather a big luxury in the War Wagon; most of their time was either spent by reading or by cuddling and kissing.

Karl Franz noticed that his faicneé was becoming more and more affectionate with him and didn't have a problem with even more... intimate matters and acts.

Probably due to the culture of Westeros, where many people married without really knowing each other, she didn't have that problem. Such things were rare within the Holy Arcadia Empire because of the courtship period between people.

When people entered the courtship, they had a certain period of knowing each other; within the noble circles, this period was usually something around one year, sometimes even more, especially for the Elector Counts or other prestigious Lineages; the timeline was bigger.

So in the Empire, there was typically a long period before the marriage where people got to know each other.

"We would be soon arriving at the Anor Londo, we already passed most of the Gray Mountains, and we should already be in the perimeter of the city."

Kral Franz said as he looked through the window of the war wagon. They were already within the premises of the Anor Londo so that they would be soon enough arriving at the Celestial Gate...

Cersei was already wearing the clothes that the team of Imperial Tailors had handmade for her, and even the Holy Imperator had to admit that they were breathtaking. Combining multiple elements of symbols together but still maintaining the traditional and old-school feel.

The Imperial Procession was something rare; the last one happened around one hundred years ago when Karl Franz led Imperial Armies to crush the WAAAGH! of Ork Warboss Gnork that rose in the Grand Province of Brettonia and unleashed brutal WAAAGH! on the Empire.

That was one glorious sight, countless Greenskins rallied around the entirety of the Holy Arcadia Empire and even the attacks on the Grand Province of Orleáns got several times worse, to the point where most of the Reiksgarde was mobilized to fight against the Orks.

Fortunately, this Warboss was only Level 5 and didn't have many high-level Professionals, so the situation was resolved relatively swiftly.

Orks often depended on huge quantities like Daemons of Chaos, but contrary to the Daemons, they often lacked high-level Professionals; those were rare within the WAAAGH!.

"And it seems that we have arrived at the Sen's Fortress."

Sen's Fortress was a large fort that guarded the entrance to the Anor Londo... if someone wanted to enter the City of Gods, then there was only one sole path leading to the Grey Valley and that was through the Sen's Fortress.

The Fortress was Mastercraft made by the best dwarven stone shapers, blacksmiths and engineers and was generally considered an impregnable fortress. Guarded by the Silver Knguith Order, Battle Wizards and Reiksgarde together.

And there was also one Senior Hunter permanently stationed at the Sen's Fortress because it was in the end entrance to the Anor Londo. After controlling their documents, the war wagon passed through the Sen's Fortress and slowly headed towards their final destination.

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One hour later, Gray Valley

"It seems that we have arrived..."

Karl Franz said when the war wagon stopped after another one hour of traveling in front of the gates of the Anor Londo. Both of them exited the War Wagon, while Cersei looked around, noticing that the area was...

Not what she expected...

Everywhere were trees, while the place was blending with nature, it didn't even remotely look like the Capital of the behemoth of the Empire like the Holy Arcadia Empire was. She compared it to the King's Landing or Marienburg, which looked like more advanced cities.

"Welcome to the Capital of the Holy Arcadia Empire, City of Gods, Anor Londo!"

Karl Franz said theatrically as he spread his arms and pointed at the enormous looking gate of the Anor Londo, called Celestial Gate. The walls were high, very, very high and made from some kind of pure white stone, but still looked very sturdy and robust.

Anor Londo was a majestic, towering city that exuded an atmosphere of grandeur and beauty despite being steeped in darkness and decay. The city was situated around a mountain and was characterized by its towering architecture, intricate stone structures, and towering spires that reach towards the sky.

The cityscape is dominated by its Imperial Palace,, built on the top of the Ashen Mountain, overseeing the entirety of the city with breathtaking beauty and wonder.

As the Holy Imperator took her hand, the gate of the Celestial Gate started opening slowly, under the music that was played for the start of the Imperial Procession, with tens of Reiksgarde and Holy Knights swarming around them, marching in perfectly orderly formation as their pristine armors were reflecting the sun rays that were falling on them.

"Rember, always smile, occasionally wave at the people and advance slowly with me..."

Karl Franz said as he took her hand and they continued together as the Celestial Gate opened and they entered the Anor Londo, the City of Gods. The entire alley was protected by two lines of Soldiers from the 1st Imperial Legion, which was stationed in the Anor Londo.

They were wearing their full armor, but contrary to the other Imperial Legions, whose armor was a combination of heavy leather, chainmail and some plates and helmets with facemasks, the soldiers of the 1st Imperial Legion had full-plated heavy armor and halberds.

"All Hail the Holy Imperator!"

All of the soldiers raised their halberds high in the air, creating a roof-like pattern for them to pass, as Karl Franz marched hand to hand with his fainceé, behind them, members of the Reiksgarde and Holy Knights.

There were thousands of people in the streets, cheering on the return of the Imperator because it was a big day. The news of the Holy Imperator slaying two Daemon Lords had already spread around the entire Lordran and people were celebrating such a feat.

The Daemons were the most hated and longtime enemies of the Holy Arcadia Empire; anyone who killed such a powerful Daemon would earn tremendous honor and typically also a rise to noble status.

As Karl Franz looked around him, he noticed that the majority of the inhabitants of the Anor Londo came to welcome back their ruler with cheers and happens. Aside from that, there was also immense respect and worship upon seeing the Holy Imperator.

The streets of the Anor Londo were wide, and the buildings were also very high, in typical old Lordraneese architecture.

Or In other words, during the night, Anor Londo was a pretty scary place, but when the sun was setting, it was one of the most beautiful sights in existence.

Cersei was walking with her arm interviewed with her fianceé as she was occasionally wawing at the people of the Capital. She was also surprised by the living standards of the people in the Anor Londo because everyone was wearing clothes that would put most of the nobles of Westeros to shame.

Naturally, the living standards of the commoners within the Holy Arcadia Empire were very high, much higher than that of Westeros and not to mention Essos, where the living standards were the lowest.

When she asked him why he was bothering with the smallfolk, he told her that people could live without the state, but the state cannot exist without the people. When the common people were pressed too much, they could also rise in rebellion and if the Monarch had the support of the common people, then he wouldn't need to fear any rebellion.

"Smile more and wave higher... We would be walking for around half an hour more."

The Holy Imperator whispered to her as she nodded and continued waving her hand and smiling at the people. They were using the longest path that was leading to the Imperial Palace.

Like other cities, Anor Londo was divided into several districts: Imperial District, Administration District, Trade District, Residental District, Cathedral District and Arcane District.

Every District was separated by layers of walls, while the Imperial District was actually protected by three layers of walls.

Among the crowds, there were also many members of the Nobility, ranging from the Grand Paladin Houses to members of Elector Count Lineages, Healing Church, or descendants of powerful Professionals that were living within the City of Gods.

"It is... far more impressive than you told me..."

The triple walls separating the Imperial District from the rest of the District were called Walls Maria, Rose and Sina. The three sets of walls were standing proudly, protecting the small sole mountain, while each set of walls was interconnected with each other with bridged.

This was the most protected and impenetrable place within the entire Holy Arcadia Empire, a masterpiece of the Bronzebeard Clan and the entirety of the Dwarves of the Khaz-Modan.

The protection of it befell onto the City Guard and 1st Imperial Legion, which was responsible for the safety of the Anor Londo.

Actually, every single Provincial Capital and bigger city had the right to have a City Guard so that it wouldn't be that burdening the Provincial Armies that are typically responsible for the safety and order within the entire Province.

"Yes, it is... one of the marvels of the Holy Arcadia Empire."

The trio of walls of Maria, Rose and Sina was something that was built on the order of Karl Franz; it wasn't part of the original Anor Londo. He felt that the Imperial District wasn't protected enough, so he ordered for this trio of walls to be built around the Ashen Mountain on which the Imperial Palace was built.

The Imperial Palace itself was built on the Ashen Mountain and was overseeing the rest of the city from its heightened position. The Imperial Palace itself was an imposing fortress palace, as it was built by Lord Gwyn with military purposes in mind as the first thing.

They passed through the checkpoints of the walls Maria, Rose and Sina and after they reached the last checkpoint, they appeared on the Ashen Mountain, standing right before the Imperial Palace of the Anor Londo.

Before them was a monumental fortress-palace that appeared like a cathedral with a huge stairway with the members of the Reiksgarde already in formation as they awaited their arrival at the Imperial Palace.

Karl Franz saw on the top of the stairway a General-Kommandant of the Reiksgarde, Atreus Atredeis and someone whom he didn't anticipate being here. A woman with shoulder-length blonde-silver hair, wearing the garbs of Hunters, was standing next to the General-Kommandant Atreus Atreides.

He could see her yellowish silver eyes shining as they locked their looks at each other; no words were needed to convey what they wanted to say.

"Maria..."

Karl Franz was surprised to see Maria here because he didn't think she would be patient enough to play with the Imperial Procession and other ceremonies. He thought that she would arrive only when all of these things were already done.

He felt a bit that Cersei stiffened when she looked at Lady Maria Vileblood of the Astral Clocktower because he swore that he saw some imaginary sparks between them take place as both women were observing each other with keen interest and newly formed rivalry.

"Your Majesty, Holy Imperator."

The General-Kommandant of the Reiksgarde Atreus Atredeis stepped forward as he kneeled in front of the Holy Imperator as a form of greeting, though he soon stood up after Karl Franz motioned him to stand up.

Atreus Atreides, as the General-Kommandant of the Reiksgarde, was responsible for the safety of the Imperial Palace of Anor Londo, and only a very limited number of people could enter the Imperial Palace and pass the so-called Ultimate Gate.

"Karl."

Contrary to what would one expect, Maria soon enough ran to him and enveloped him in a huge hug, completely ignoring his runic armor as he felt the imaginary bear hug forcing him to gasp for air.

"Maria, you would crush my armor..."

The Holy Imperator said jokingly as he put her down on the ground; Maria Vileblood wasn't really a fan of protocols of conduct and anything even remotely related to them, something that wasn't really appreciated by her mother, Annalise Vileblood.

Still, with her personality, it was clear that Maria wouldn't be inheriting the title of Lord High Magistrate of the Cainhurst, the City of Silver, as that responsibility would for sure befall the child between him and Maria.

He knew that with Maria's personality, she wouldn't be interested in any kind of politics or anything even remotely connected to it. So even for that, he needed someone to fill that role, so that was also one of the reasons why he was planning to take multiple spouses.

Not to mention, there was another more strategic reason, which was that, the Imperial House as it was right now, had one member... which was he himself, so technically speaking he needed to repopulate the Imperial Hosue and spread his superior Bloodline and heritage.

He knew that any of his children would become high-level Professionals without many problems so it would be only a boon for the Empire. If all of them reached just Level 5, even that would be considered as a tremendous increase in power of the Holy Arcadia Empire.

"So, you are the new one? Rather plain... and weak..."

Meanwhile, the Holy Imperator was lost in his thoughts; Lady Maria looked at the Cersei who was latching on his arms and said with a provocative smirk. Something that Cersei was warned beforehand that their "union" would become a thorn to many...

And naturally, many would either provoke her, mock her or try to challenge her; one of the first people would be Maria Vileblood, but mainly for different reasons compared to the rest of the people.

"Maybe or maybe not, for sure it is, that my assets and 'feminity' is much better than yours."

She immediately bit back, something that not many would do, but contrary to what most people would think Maria laughed hearing that.

"Good, at least you are not a coward... confidence would be much needed in upcoming years."

Maria had known Karl Franz for a long time, they had been together for centuries and she remembered when they first me at the Workshop as they were both pupils of the Gehrman the First Hunter.

If Karl Franz was regarded and venerated as the Father of the Holy Arcadia Empire, then Maria Vileblood would certainly be the Mother of the glorious nation. She was the one who supported Karl Franz in his endeavors of unifying the Lordran.

She was one who shared his hardships and happiness; she was also the sole person who knew about his past life and everything related to it; one could say they were soulmates in every single sense.

"Maria Vileblood, Heir of the Lord High Magistrate of the Cainhurst, Senior Hunter of the Workshop at your service."

Instantly she went to the more professional side of hers as she clapped her legs together and gave her traditional Imperial Noblity bow with a formal introduction.

"Cersei Lannister, no glorious titles to yours, but soon there would be."

Young lioness tried to imitate the greeting to both Karl's and Maria's chuckled, as Maria already started taking liking to her, because she was bold, confident and round... not to mention that soon enough they would be living together at the Cainhurst.

"Come on you two, we need to give Cersei the tour over the Imperial Palace at first and then talk about some things in private."

Karl Franz said as the enormous gate leading to the Imperial Palace, the Ultimate Gate was opening and welcoming the return of the Holy Imperator.

Both of his fianceés took his side, with Maria taking his left arm and Cersei his right arm, as they entered together into the Imperial Palace of the Anor Londo guided by the contingent of the Reiksgarde.

***

MC POV

Courtyard of the Imperial Palace

Despite the huge size of the Imperial Palace, there were not many people up there. Actually, it was rather empty. Imperial Palace housed only a very small number of people; aside from the Reiksgarde, there were some servants, cooks, butlers and so on...

Though the total number of inhabitants didn't exceed 1,000 without the Reiksgarede naturally, which was for a palace of these proportions too little one could say.

"So, how was your trip to the Westeros?"

Maria was one of the few people who knew about my trip to Westeros and the real reason why we were actually going there.

"Rather good... shame the appearance of Daemon Lord Demogorgon cut it short, but we obtain a lot..."

Minister of Foreign Affairs Carla Linda Schopenhauer should arrive at the Westerlands around this time, plus or minus a few days to negotiate the rest of the agreement with my future father-in-law.

According to some Scholars who were left in the Westerlands together with one Division of Silver Knights, it seemed that some new precious metals were found within the mines of the Westeralds...

Including Titanine.

Yes, there was only a bit of it, but the possibility of Titanine Mine was something that couldn't be ignored because Titanine was the most precious metal within the entire Lordran, often even termed as Godmetal.

It seemed that the Magic Resurgence was slowly showing itself within the Westeros and more and more magical metals will start appearing there one by one. Of course, soon enough the effects would be felt even on the Lordran.

"That good that you brought someone back? What was the reason?"

I was sitting together with Maria in the courtyard of the Imperial Palace while Cersei was unpacking her things in what would be her room at the Imperial Palace until we are wed; then she would move to my chambers which I am right now sharing with Maria.

Of course, we don't have separate chambers... wink.

The courtyard was encircled by imposing walls of aged, weathered stone. Turrets rose at intervals along the walls, their conical spires reaching towards the heavens. Delicate tracery, intricate carvings, and latticed windows adorn the walls, casting delicate shadows in the light that filters down from the sky.

The ground was a mosaic of stone slabs, each worn smooth by centuries of footsteps. Moss and ivy have taken root in the crevices, their verdant fingers crawling upward in a slow, deliberate dance. A central pathway, framed by gravel and bordered by overgrown hedges, beckons you deeper into the courtyard's embrace.

Sunlight trickled through the intricate stained glass windows that lined the upper reaches of the courtyard, casting a kaleidoscope of colors onto the ground below.

In the midst of the courtyard, a stone fountain stands as a quiet sentinel. Its basin, sculpted with meticulous precision, cradles water that trickles from the mouths of grotesque gargoyles perched at the fountain's edge.

The sound of water murmuring and splashing provides a soothing counterpoint to the courtyard's dramatic ambiance. Torches and lanterns, strategically placed along the walls, flicker to life, casting dancing shadows that seem to conjure stories of long-forgotten times.

"Would you believe that the same reason as you? The Fate? Not to mention, she has a good potential if it is developed properly."

I said as I looked around the courtyard, enjoying the tranquil atmosphere of the place, which was very relaxing on my psyche.

"You seriously think that?"

Maria asked me suspiciously because it wasn't every day I praised someone, and at the same time, she was wondering for my reasons.

"Yes, she has a good mind, though your mother would need to beat a few bad habits out of her, but aside from that she has the potential to become an excellent politician and schemer. Aise from that, apparently she has a very powerful aptitude for Magic according to the Supreme Patriarch Balthasar Gelt."

Hearing that made Maria relax because I knew that while she wasn't really against me having an "harem", she knew that several centuries ago when I was just a teen from my previous life, it was my dream.

But she had the condition of approving my choices, not in this one as it happened too soon and out of nowhere.

"And the rest?"

And naturally, the political ramifications were another thing... especially with the Great Resurgence of Magic in Azyr.

"The Westerlands has strategical reserves of Lacrimas, Dimeritium and from the latest reports, they even found Adamantium, Orichalcum and even... bits of Titanium. Not to mention, the Westerlands could be used to propagate our interests within the Westeros and Essos."

How unfortunate it was that the Holy Arcadia Empire didn't have enough manpower to actually wage wars outside of the Lordran. Yes, we may have some if it was carefully planned, but unfortunately, as we were right now, there were many factors tying the majority of our forces down in the Lordran.

"What about the rest of the Known World? Essos, Sothoryos and Ulthos?"

Maria asked with excitement because she actually wanted to travel and see the places for herself. She had a very adventurous spirit and wanted to explore the Azyr; she already traveled through the majority of the Lordran; actually, we traveled mostly together because it was a thing for us.

Or in other words, we could spend time alone and fuck as much as we want.

"Essos is a mess that we are staying out for now, though the Imperial Intelligence Agency would soon start infiltrating it; there should be a few rather dangerous factions within the Essos and the other two are big unknowns."

I said as I remembered that Essos right now was a very dangerous place and had a significant presence of Magic, not to mention it was very big. Not as big as Lordran, but it would be big enough to accommodate 6 or 7 Grand Provinces as Lordran was an enormous continent.

Even though for most of the part it wasn't inhabited, something that was neglected for many millennia couldn't done in a few centuries as repopulation of the Lordran was taking a long and it would take a long time.

"Not to mention it would take a long time for the Imperial Intelligence to penetrate deep into the Essos, especially into the Eastern Essos beyond the Bone Mountains."

Western Essos was divided between the so-called Free Cities and Slaver's Bay with Dothraki playing one of the most significant factions within the entire Western Essos. The Eastern Essos was largely unknown to us, aside from the Golden Empire of Yi Ti and Shadow Lands.

"How is the situation with the Stormwind?"

Stormwind was one of the Grand Provinces within the Empire, under the control of Elector House Cross. It bordered with Grand Province of Orleáns, Grand Province of Faelon, Grand Province of Caladan and Grand Province of Munn and was right now one of the more problematic territories within the Empire.

Mainly due to the badlands of Stormwind that were not under the control of the Empire but rather under the native highlander Barbarian Tribes. Their population was rather high, numbering a few million and they were very strong.

Most of their men and women were natural-born warriors; all of them were gifted with unnatural physical strength and vitality which made them rather fearsome opponents on the battlefield.

Not to mention, many of the Barbarians have innate resistance against Magic, rendering most of the weaker Battle Wizards and Spells virtually useless on the battlefield. Which made the situation considerably worse, and now they were united under the single banner.

Barbarians eschew the use of magic and technology, as they believe the use of such devices will only weaken their resolve. Barbarians have frequently expressed disdain for magic and those who wield it. Renowned for their combat prowess and arrogant demeanor, Barbarians appear to be perpetually girt for battle.

They excelled in physical combat; through the harsh conditions of the Badlands, they grew into a hardened society, and due to their constant clashes against the Orks, they were masterful warriors that elevated combat and killing to the art itself.

"Not good... the newly proclaimed Barbarian King, Worusk has declared himself as the second coming of the Immortal King Bul-Khatos and rallied to his banner all of the 32 Barbarian Tribes, and their army is right now numbering more than half a million or so according to the last reports. They have started concentrating at the Harrogath their Capital and there are talks of them declaring their own Kingdom..."

When I heard Maria saying that I sighed heavily because the situation got even worse than I expected.

"And on the higher end?"

It seemed that the full-out conflict with the Barbarians was indeed inevitable and it would hurt a lot. Nonetheless, when this was done, there wouldn't be any organized force within the Lordran resisting the might of the Holy Arcadia Empire.

"That is where we have an advantage for sure; the meeting in the Landsraad is scheduled for the next week. Elector Countess Klauda Cross is also asking for full-out mobilization of Hunters of the Workshop against the Barbarians..."

That was certainly a heavy question; the Hunter of the Old Workshop had never been mobilized for war since the establishment of the Holy Arcadia Empire. Ordering one or two Hunters was one thing, but mobilizing the entire Workshop was an entirely different matter.

"This is actually good... once again, is everything playing into my cards..."

I said with relief as Maria raised her brow at me, which led me to explain the future of the Empire and my plan to completely merge the Healing Church under the Divine Throne of Sunlight and Cinder.

And naturally, the creation of the Stormcast Eternals...

"You would need to call the Great Convention Council for a move like this, but it is worth it even though there may be some opposition. With this done, the Imperial House will have all of the power in its hands."

I nodded at her words because for centuries I have been working diligently on this... The complete merger of Healing Church and Divine Throne wasn't something that was birthed in my head only recently.

And fusion of all elite forces of the Empire into one single coherent force directly under the Divine Throne and fanatically loyal to the Holy Imperator was also a long-term plan, but I knew that it would require time.

The unification of the Lordran showed me that... that it was impossible to do at the same time, so I bid my time and I had enough time.

For centuries, I have been preparing for this, creating my Image, strengthening the power of the Imperial House and slowly weakening the political and military power of the Nobility within my Empire.

With my reforms, it was easily done and after people adjusted to them, it became the norm.

Just like my other reforms will become the norm soon enough.

"Having a few thousand pinnacle warriors at Level 4 would ensure that the Empire withstand the passage of time."

Yes, it would... the Old Blood wasn't the only method within the Empire that could gift someone Agenlessness. Even though the average Level 4 Professional could live about two and half thousand years, I wanted the Stormcast Eternals to be Ageless.

"Yes... for that, the Night Well Plan has to come to fruition as soon as possible."

Only a few people knew about this plan; among them were Maria, High Chancellor Luca Brewster, Supreme Patriarch Balthasar Gelt, Gehrman the First Hunter, founder of the Byrgenwerth Big Hat Logan and Master Willem, Lady Annalise Vileblood and Grand Theogenist Volkmar the Grim.

The establishment of something like Nightwell would be something that would propel the Holy Arcadia Empire into a new age.

It would also be the symbol of my Divine Right given by the Great Ones to rule the Mortal Realms. Ironically, though, I wasn't the first person who came up with this idea; but rather, I am just finishing the dream of another...

Of the Lord Gwyn himself in this matter.