Chapitre 22: Rebellion (1)
Alex stood before the mirror, admiring his reflection. His usually tousled brown hair was now neatly combed, and his already near-perfect face and muscular figure were now adorned in a beautiful set of clothing. He wore a black military-style attire with a black overcoat embellished with golden embroidery.
"Your attire is truly fabulous, my liege," Bianca exclaimed, and all the summoned beasts of Alex nodded in agreement at her words.
"Thank you, Bianca," Alex replied, smiling as he adjusted his clothes before making his way out of his room.
He was greeted by Lexi, Aria, Kael, and others, all wearing high-quality armor sets. Today was the day of the rebellion, and Alex needed to give a speech to boost the morale of the other rebels.
As he made his way towards the exit, Alex chanted a null spell, [Emperor's Aura], which he had discovered in a library that had once belonged to a king 5000 years ago. This spell worked similarly to charm magic and made others perceive the user as an emperor or some sort of noble being.
As Alex muttered the spell, a regal aura emanated from him, making everyone who looked at him want to submit to his presence.
He made his way to the dais in front of which thousands of rebels stood in formation, ready to hear his speech.
Alex looked at the rebels present in front of him calmly before opening his mouth and invoking the speaker spell.
The tension in the air was palpable, and the anticipation of the impending rebellion filled every heart with a mix of determination and trepidation.
The rebels, clad in their armor, stood tall, their eyes gleaming with unwavering resolve. The weight of their collective purpose rested upon their shoulders, and the time for action had arrived. They had trained relentlessly, sacrificing their comforts and risking their lives, all in pursuit of one audacious goal: the liberation of their land from the clutches of tyranny.
Alex's voice rang out, cutting through the silence like a clarion call, infusing his words with the power of conviction. "My fellow rebels," he began, his voice carrying a resolute tone that echoed across the vast expanse of the gathered multitude.
In that moment, the memories of their shared suffering, their struggles, and their dreams converged, intertwining to form a tapestry of defiance against an unjust ruler who had oppressed them for far too long. Each word Alex uttered held the weight of their collective pain and the fire of their unwavering determination.
"As we stand here united, I am reminded of the dark history that shrouds the kingdom of Sandora," Alex continued, his voice laced with an undercurrent of righteous anger. "Centuries ago, this land was born from the blood and tears of innocent souls, ensnared in the grip of a merciless oppressor."
His words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of generations burdened by the chains of servitude. The rebels listened intently, their eyes locked on their leader, their hearts ablaze with a fervor that refused to be extinguished.
"But we, the rebels, have refused to accept this fate," Alex proclaimed, his voice growing stronger, resonating with unwavering conviction. "We have fought tooth and nail, defying the oppressors, challenging their reign of tyranny. And today, my comrades, we stand on the precipice of our final battle."
A surge of adrenaline coursed through the rebels' veins, their muscles tense and ready for the imminent clash. Alex's words became a rallying cry, igniting a fire within their souls that would propel them forward, regardless of the odds stacked against them.
"We carry the torch of our ancestors, their spirit of resistance coursing through our veins," Alex declared, his eyes blazing with fierce determination. "Today, we grant ourselves the chance to rewrite the destiny of our land. We shall either forge a future of freedom or perish in the flames of our defiance."
The rebels stood tall, their weapons gleaming, reflecting the glimmer of hope in their eyes. They understood the magnitude of the task ahead, the sacrifices that had led them to this pivotal moment. They were ready to fight, to bleed, and to die if necessary, all in pursuit of a better future.
As Alex's voice swelled with unwavering resolve, his words pierced the hearts of those who stood before him. "Pick up your weapons, my comrades. Fight for the fallen, fight for our families, and most importantly, fight for the dreams and aspirations that have been denied to us for far too long."
The air crackled with a charged energy as the rebels tightened their grips on their weapons, their faces etched with determination. They would not falter, they would not waver. Their collective spirit burned brightly, fueling their resolve to overcome any obstacle that dared to stand in their path.
"For every life lost, for every soul scarred by the chains of oppression, for the birth of a new era," Alex's voice thundered, infused with the weight of their shared purpose. "Let our victory resound!"
"For The Rebels!"
""FOR THE REBELS""
A thunderous roar erupted from the rebels, a symphony of defiance and determination that rever.
Alex's eyes scanned the sea of rebels in front of him, their faces determined and ready for battle. He couldn't help but let out a wide grin as he surveyed the scene before him. With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out his smartphone and opened several gates throughout the cities of Sandora.
The excited cheers of the rebels echoed through the air as they rushed to enter the gates, eager to take their positions as instructed. Alex watched as they disappeared into the portals, feeling a sense of pride and hope. This was the day they had all been waiting for, the day they would finally end the tyrannical reign of the slave king.
As the last of the rebels entered the gate, Alex knew it was his turn. With a deep breath, he invoked the gate and stepped inside.
It was finally time. The moment he had waited for so long had arrived. This was the greatest rebellion in the history of the world, one that would be remembered for thousands of years to come.
This was the moment when the greatest empire in the history of mankind was founded.
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A/N: Hey Guys!
I had seen that many of you are dissatisfied with that boasting I did during the time skip of Alex, I also reread it and felt it was too much so I had edited it a bit, check it out and comment it down whether it is better or not.
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