Bab 220: High Lord, Irish Demigod, Mad Olympian
Alexander watched Scáthach with wariness as she offered him tea. He have doubts of the woman before him. She trained heroes and monsters in human skin... His first impression of her was somewhat... Disturbing, Cu Chulainn spear is with her. One stab of that spear would cause quite a substantial amount of pain. Even if he is no longer a human... He know that spear would bring him wanting for death.
"Tell me, Scáthach where did you get that spear? As far as history goes similarly to mine, you gave it to your prodigal student... What happened to him?" He asked as he probed her face. She was beautiful, but in a sense deadly to handle. She touched her student spear as if she remembered something...
"He... Was killed for the defense of your golden emperor realm..."
"You mean the empyrean?" He spoke, she nodded a bit
"Ever since your Golden emperor warned us of the breach in reality, we know he was the one that created our pantheons in the shadows as a defense against the darkness... Many of the gods and goddesses was amused of the fact that a mortal like him sought their aid at the start... But it was already too late. The Monsters from the empyrean flooded into the realm of the gods and partook the feast of their flesh and blood, many of the survivors fled and scattered across the cosmos.... Many of us demigods... We fought back to take back our land, we died not as heroes depicted like in this world lore... We died by the thousands like wheat at harvest... " She spoke as if it had nothing to do with her.
"Sun Wukong, Hercules, Jason the Argonauts, Kratos, some were good friends as I fought side by side... There are many that fought against the tide of darkness... I seen Aesirs died by the thousands, Valkyries that lost their wings and devoured by the demons below them, the Immortal armies of Persia and China died by the sword... Even the warriors of the underworld that the gods of the dead released into the twilight of the fight wasn't enough to stem the tide of insanity... "
Scáthach looked as if those were a time that death was horrifying than being in hell.
"Gods were devoured and the demons wore their skins for the unknowing worshippers that gave their faith to the demons, empowered them to wage a eternal war." She sigh as she took a sip of her tea.
"What we fought was the a entity that is unified chaos... Through our corpses... We split them into four... I can smell the stench of one that is slain by you... But... There is something from that being imbedded into you. A concept..."
"...."
Seeing that Alexander did not say anything she continue on.
"The fight was enough to join all pantheons in that world, light and dark, east and west, heaven and hell, It was bleeding into reality that it was to the point we held a referendum, we have to escape from that realm...
Our sacrifice was enough for the remaining gods to flee and take what remains of the pantheons away from that place... Cu Chulainn.. my foolish student... He was the rearguard of demigods that lingered in that realm as we escape that realm... I could never forget that smile of his... " She smiled bitterly.
"Tell me what you know about the gods?"
"Yes... The pantheons were already crippled or sleeping due to lack of faith have lingered in this place hoping to get new followers after the mortals destroyed themselves.. I afraid that... While this universe didn't have followers of their faith for them to sustain themselves... I think that they would see the faith of the golden emperor as a threat of survival... Considering how fast your empire is growing... Make sense that they felt a crisis..." She muttered.
"Great, now I have terran gods to defeat.. should I unleash the Psy titans at them? " Alexander groaned. He have to add another front in the realm of the divine?
"However... Not all of them is hostile towards you..." Scáthach chided him.
"Oh, how so?"
"In the far east, there is the Asian pantheon that managed to hide within your territory... As I could recall... Amaterasu, was it? I believe that she looked favorably towards you..."
"Great... Frak this shit... Tell me Scáthach, what possibly could you do around here? I see no divinity within that vessel." Alexander peer into the soul of the woman before him. There is a twin soul that inhabit the woman before him. One was shining brightly and one is fragmenting by the second...
"It was a price to pay, Alexander Solair, to free my status as a demigod in that universe... I had to let go of my myth... The core basis of my legend. To this woman... I am simply granted her wish to protect herself. But I am losing my powers as a demigod, making me mortal in the end..."
"So you finally spoke my name..."
Scáthach smiled.
"I have heard of your declaration in the mortals communications... Radio was it? I may have lost the last of my divinity protecting the emerald isle... But I am not foolish to ignore the mortals plight. On the hindsight, I am probably the more knowledgeable of the demigods in mortal affairs..."
"Tell me, Son of the Golden Emperor, no... Alexander.. What are you plans for this world?"
"I will have it embrace the imperium...this world, this realm will be under Father's light."
"But I sense... That your words is not... Sincere. As if... You have regrets and uncertainty in your heart."
"Seems like I need to brush up my vocabulary to sweet talk a demigod that trains heroes." Alexander chuckle.
"Perhaps...but I looked forward, on how you deal with the remaining pantheons... A olive branch... Or the blade."
"Do you have any lingering feelings for your compatriots?" Alexander asked.
"My relationship with them ended ages ago...as soon as we stepped into this realm... Some of them have their divinity provoke their reason, lusting for power...my last remaining duties is to see my people safe... But... I know I cannot linger much longer...My soul is dying...I am glad to see you."
She smiled..
"I see... I will ensure your people will be kept safe. I will vow as a High Lord of the Imperium and as the emperor of mankind son." Alexander smiled bitterly.
"You have your mother looks..." She muttered.
Alexander became alarmed.
"You know my mother?"
"She was with us during the final Twilight... But she disappear elsewhere as we used the rainbow bridge by Odin before he burn it down to delay for time.."
"I believed that the last time she spoke was that she married to the golden emperor... "
"We are not talking about the same God Emperor of mankind?" Alexander recalled the only woman that Revelation had children was Erda the wench... How could she be a mother?
"...It seems like you don't know her yet... I believe that fate will lead you to her one day..."
Alexander frowned. He would wished to prod her for more Information...
Suddenly the skies turned dark... Thunder beginning to rain down upon where they stood. A figure stood amidst the lightning...
'This had not be Thor again.' Alexander frown. But the figure approaching at such a speed that the person crash into the tea table, splitting it apart.
Alexander and Scáthach is alarmed by the fact that someone is approaching them in such a way.
Scáthach grabbed her student spear and Alexander aimed his flaming sword at the figure, realizing that using human weaponry does not affect the divine beings. Tossing the mininukes at Thor did not kill him. Only pissed him off.
The figure wore a toga and a lightning bolt materialize in his hands.
"Zeus!?" Scáthach eyes widen.
'Not the hole is a goal banger! I take Thor any day than this debaucherous god!' Alexander scream in his mind.
But something was wrong with the God before them...
Upon hearing his name, he turned towards them, in a horrifying figure.
His face was mauled and his eyeballs is ripped out leaving two empty void in his face. Machine parts that reeked from the warp, etched on his face, ticking and turning with cogs that is growing. As if... Something turned the god of thunder into a cyborg...
He ignored Scáthach as he turned towards Alexander and thunder erupted as he screamed.
"Midasss!" He tossed a thunderbolt at Alexander adn the explosion from the bolt have made Alexander flew out the forest.
Scáthach aimed her spear at the god.
"What the nine hells happened to you Zeus! Wasn't you and Odin supposed to meet him cordially!?" She yelled at the god.
"Time of waiting is over... There is a Empyrean that will grant me my desires and my place as a god of humanity, than a abomination that is made of the Pandora box to decide my people's fate!!" Zeus growled.
"Traitor! We lost everything in that world!"
"I know, I lost everything... And I am tired of being the god that is not satisfied with the scraps of faith.. Hercules... Deal with her." Zeus pointed at her and left in a flash.
A fist approached her from behind.
Alarmed, she dodge as the shockwave gave way and ruined the forest.
She turned to see her former companion now similar to his father...
His eyes is cloudy and his muscles is bulging, pulsating every second, as if wanting to break free from the human frame of a skeleton. As if steroids and meth is mixed to have a funny effect.
In a sense he is more worse than a khornate berserker.
"How long will I last?" Scáthach gripped her spear as Hercules pounce on her.
Alexander crash landed just outside Dublin.
The thunder have destroyed the circuits in his helmet. And the pipboy is no longer functional.
"Zeus! You wrecked my nieces gift!" Alexander growl in hatred, it was the first gift the iron warriors gave him by their own initiative. It was the first time they made some that is not made for war.
Alexander couldn't relay the danger of the deranged Olympian heading towards them. The sun was setting and the people was unaware of the God heading towards them with the intention to kill him, regardless of the collateral damage.
He produce a flare gun and shot it towards the sky.
The bullet streaked towards the dusk skies as it exploded into a yellow colors.
"Is it worth it?" A voice growled behind him as if chills went up Alexander spine.
He turned back and found Zeus with a army of mechanical constructs made of bronze that is worn down but still functional...
"Hephaestus...he made this against the Empyreans..." Zeus touched one of them that glow in Greek runes at his touch.
"He would have been nice to you... But he is dead, go... And fulfill your dead master wish, now what do you do Midas? Confront me or save those mortals that worship the corpse god?" Zeus smiled with a horrifying figure.
Countless of bronze automatons rushed into the city. Flooding past the duo.
Alexander raised his sword as he confronted the god that rushed toward him at the speed of thunder...
(After the flare was released.)
The yellow hue of the flare have alarmed the imperial garrison and they made preparations to handle the evacuations.
And it was a sign that mortal men couldn't handle the threat and they should evacuate all civilians in the theater of where the flare release.
Ships from Europe branch have departed from port and orbit to gather as much civilians as possible.
Many of the civilians were confused as they being force to leave their homes by their neighbors that arrive recently, some refusing to leave.
The eruption of thunder and explosion near the peaceful Dublin have made the citizens compliant to the evacuation.
"Oi, what the 'ells been happening 'ver there mate!? Thought we are saved by them imps!?" One of the Irish man screamed out as he was evicted from the local pub.
"A war is happening near here! Head to the docks to evacuate!" one of the soldiers bearing the aquila yelled back. Massive volume of soldiers flooded towards the conflict zone.
As the Irish man about to retort, a explosion erupted nearby...
"God... That's where Jonathan is!" The civilian broke free from the guardsmen grip as he rushed for home... The gunfire and explosion engulfed every street and alleyways.
Home blown out and citizens cried out in agony as the soldiers have a hard time to contain the threat and evacuate the civilian.
Giant bronze automaton wearing a Greek hoplite and Sparta uniform flooded the streets.
The guardsman held a belief, don't underestimate the foes before them.
They moved like the wind and their weapons pierced the carapace armor of the guardsman.
The drunken man broke out of his stupor as one of the conflict zone is so close to his home.
He rush to another street that is somewhat safe. Avoiding the dead zones of the battle.
His mind rushed as the beer wore off, and adrenaline is flooding his brain.
He was just a coolie for the imperium naval base, hauling crates of supplies to the ships that is headed to the far east. He had money to pay, a home that he bought and a family that loved him for who he is...
His son Jonathan is left with his wife as they waited for him.
A testudo column rushed by and one of them stopped and yell at him.
A Apc from the grand crusade that is lend eased to the local garrison to defend such a threat. He thanked the Emperor for a Emissary of the god emperor that cares about their wellbeing.
"Oi, ya wanker! Git off this place! We are fighting some weird shitz over down that street!" The pilot yelled as the explosion is getting closer.
"Me son, and me wife is over there !" The drunken man yelled.
As the driver yelled, he received one message from command.
"Your funeral, Alright, Commands say's, we buy time for you to grab your family. Hop on, tell me where your family is?"
The man hop behind and gave directions to his home.
They drive through the wreckage of vehicles and corpses of the civilians that didn't make it in time. They saw flashes of Lasguns echo in the night.
"Over there! At the corner of that candy shop!" The drunk man pointed to a apartment complex that is in fire.
"You got 5 minutes to get your family out before we are leaving! Fail to get them, you are on your own..." The driver growl as he manned the autogun.
The man nodded as he made way to the burning apartment... Wreckage and debris is threatening to collapse his home, memories and moments now burning down. He found his family.
His wive managed to huddle their 5 year old son in one of the emergency stairwells. She looked at him and rushed towards his embrace...
"Jason... Let's leave..." She spoke.
He was hesitant as there was so much things he would have brought along...
She looked at him and told him that the imperium would reimburse any damages and losses as long as they escape. She brought their identification papers as they left for the evacuation site.
They managed to reach the Tetsudo in time as the driver is firing at the creatures that is causing chaos. Several spears is tossed near where the Apc stood.
A giant bronze humanoid giant wrapped in runes walk towards the vehicle.
One of the crew noticed the family.
"Oi, git your asses or we all die! They are a tough nut to crack!"
The family went in the transport hatch and the vehicle rushed towards the harbor. Avoiding the debris the giant tossed at them. The sounds of gunfire echoes behind them.
"What the hell is that?!" Jason now had his family rescue now seek answers.
"Dunno! We received a immediate evacuations call from command. And we had to evacuate and delay whatever that the evacuation is for!"
The driver spoke as he weaved the vehicle past the leman Russ convoy that swept past them.
The child woke up and cried a bit.
"Hush now my sweet pumpkin... We will be safe.."the mother console the boy as they made way to the harbor, ships of all sizes waited for the people to be boarded.
Jason noticed the crew is setting out once more.
He wanted to say something... But he knows they need all the luck they gonna get. The people began to scream.
A Leman Russ crash near the habor. Blood began to dripped from the crew hatches.
And in the distance was one of the bronze giants made a smirk as it finished its throwing pose.
"Command, requesting a orbital strike? We are losing ground and our air support is being swatted down!"
"Negative, civilian density is preventing the orbital bombardment."
"Tactical Lancer strike on the outskirts of Dublin?"
"Approved, Liberty bell is now available for strikes. Designate the targets."
Pillars of light rained down on Dublin. Incineration the automatons that attack the citizens of Dublin and the soldiers that was in the crossfire.
One of the bronze giants grab a spear and tossed it into the orbital ship that providing support. Crashing down towards the inner depths of Ireland.
The civilians watched in horror as war had set foot in their land. Mortal men against monsters beyond comprehension. The screams of the soldiers echo in the burning city.
Many of the people wept. Their home was burned in nuclear fire in the past.... Now they watch what they build burn down once more....
A giant of flames arose in the distance clashing the thunder...
Flashes of fire and thunder clashed in the distance.
Some of them prayed... Perhaps to their gods?
(Alexander side)
He heaved and gasp for breath. His outfit now scorched with thunder and lightning. His ranger outfit is barely hanging by a thread. One more attack he without a cloth to aid him.
Fighting the deep warp was easy as the beings that lived there followed their instincts... But the foe before him....
Despite Zeus was molded into some abomination cyborg... He retained reason.
He used his speed of thunder and his attacks hit not just Alexander body, but his soul as well. As thunder damages the soul. Making Alexander weaken response.
"What's the matter Midas?" Zeus mockingly grabbed Alexander by the head.
"Frak you..."
Zeus held his head towards the burning city.
"Look how you pretend to save the mortals, do you sense it? Their hatred towards you? Hephaestus bronze legions is more than enough to wreck havoc... And you can't stop the inevitable."
Zeus tossed him into a fair amount of distance.
Alexander was smiling... As if in defiance.
And Zeus is appalled..
"Why are you smiling midas? Do you see the folly of it all? Why don't you cry out for your God Emperor?"
"I always keep a backup plan when handling deities like you. I do not need his aid as one god is enough for you." Alexander sneered.
A giant statue appeared next to him... Zeus frowned.
"You want that to be your tombstone? I will gladly use it!"
"Nope... Its your funeral." Alexander spilled his blood on the statue and its eyes glowed to life.
Zeus got chill as he took several steps back to see the effects....
A war drum echoed in the battlefield. Voices of beings echoes around the duo. Each of them spoke in a foreign tongue.
"Khaine, Khaine, Khaine, Khaine!" Their chants grew louder as the skies turned bloody red and the winds twisted and howled around the two.
From the earth it trembled, rose a sword that is filled with flames and runes. And a giant flaming figure awaken from the Statue and took hold of the sword and he watch Alexander simply pointed at Zeus.
"Blood Runs...Anger Rises...Death Wakes, War Calls! The Hunt Begins! I Present The Worthy Tribute of Your Prowless!" Alexander spoke in Eldar as he pointed towards Zeus.
Khaine roared out in his fury, unburden by the Aza'gorod, the Nightbringer that tainted his soul, the prime of his existence, now heed the call of those that seek his aid. The bloody handed Khaine have now ventured forth to meet his hunt.
"How do you like my gift Zeus! That is my wife dowry!" Alexander laugh. Dimh-Yriel gave him a gift to aid in his journey... And it was a near perfect soul of Khaine.
Zeus now alarmed of the fact that Alexander summoned a deity. And he growl as he engulfed himself in a armor of thunder. And in a flash of thunder, he clashed with the Eldar God of Murder and war.
The Xenos god smiled in laughter as he met a worthy foe. His flaming sword met the thunderbolts.
Alexander rush towards the forest where Scáthach is located, he trusted that Khaine can handle a Terran god.
As the Two fought and turning the lands into a scorching wasteland.
Alexander arrive just in time for the fight between Scáthach and Hercules have concluded.
She is barely clinging on to life as she saw Alexander arriving.
"I trust that you can handle it... Alexander." She clung to her spear as she is exhausted.
The figure before her, looked at Alexander... And he leaped forward to meet his foe.
"Who the hell are you!" Alexander yelled at the figure before him.
"I have no words to a threat to my father." The man swung his arm and Alexander attempted to block it with his sword only to find that he was blown away into the skie and creating a crater in his wake.
"Frak.. you hit harder than Khorne..." And Alexander face was pummeled before he could put his sentence in.
He manages to stab Hercules in his stomach. But the demigod didn't cared as he bash Alexander in the skull.
<Warning: Life support is in five minutes.> Theseus screamed in his mind.
"Great, I on a timer... " His face caved in as he flew once more into the dusk skies. Hercules ignored the woman his father ordered to kill... Perhaps what's left of the sanity left in him of being the defender of the celestial realm?
Alexander ended up in the Fairy mountain.
It was a decent place to overlook the city... It was filled with mutant trees that grows mutfruit.
Until Alexander crash into the ground for the second time. Leaving streaks of earth and wood splinters in the air.
"If I want to have a one way trip, I should have called carl jenkins for that!" Alexander felt his mind rattled by the blows.
He grabbed a potion and drank it and it extended the limit by 5 minutes.
"9 minutes... Sounds easy enough." He heard the roar of the demigod running towards him.
Hercules jumped up and clash with Alexander once more. His fist and short sword made shockwaves against faithblazer.
Alexander counter back as much as possible. But he noticed that the demigod before him heal faster than he could inflict injuries.
A battle of endurance. The tree filled mountain is becoming bald by their clash.
Until a moment shone upon Alexander.
As they clash the now barren mountain.
A explosion occurred where Zeus and Khine fought. A baze of fire and ashes, Khaine roared upon the deceased corpse of Zeus. And he held his head for the world to see.
"Father....no." Hercules watched as the Eldar god held his grandest trophy. Feeling distraught and his mind chaotic.
It bought enough time for Alexander to chop off Hercules head and tossed the headless body into a Noctis labyrinth for Trazyn to collect. The Avatar of Khaine now satisfied of his hunt, returned to the statue, ready to heed his next hunt. And what is added to the statue was the severed skull of Zeus that is calcified that is held by Khaine.
"Now that's over... How many died?" Alexander watched the city emitted large plumes of black smoke and fire into the night sky. He didn't expect the Olympian god attack him openly... But how many people died in the crossfire?
He returned to where Scáthach is located... He noticed that her soul is just a whisper of what was.
"Alexander... Come here..." She whispered weakly.
"What happened to Zeus?" She asked
"He is finished..."
"I see... Can you take me to see the place I protected?" She smiled.
Alexander grabbed her as she pointed to a hill.
The journey was filled with silence. They made way without a single word, they both know that time is running out.
Alexander carried Scáthach to a hill that oversee Dublin.
"So what happened to you now?" He asked as he place her under a untainted mistletoe..
She looked at the city flames being slowly wither away.
"I already used up my soul to defend against Zeus and Hercules... By the time I open my eyes... It would be a innocent lass that have a dream to protect..."
"I do have the means to protect your soul..."
She shook her head.
"No, I lived as much as people remember me in countless worlds... I am tired. This will be my final life I had left in this world. Could you do this favor? Stay by my side as I fade away from this world...once I am gone , I will return the body back..."
Seeing that she is adamant to refuse to be regenerate... Alexander agreed.
He watch as Scáthach slowly expired, leaving a new husk that is innocent from all the horrors she seen..
"I have no use of this weapon... I hope that you can use it well..." She pointed to the spear next to her.
"I fear the Olympus have been turned to the Empyreans... You should either meet Odin or Amaterasu...they are the final defense in this world...and they may have some knowledge about the mother that made you..."
She looked into the starry skies.. her hands held out as she smiled bitterly.
"My foolish student... I will be there with you in the feasting halls once more...." She smiled as she closed her eyes.
Alexander stood in silence as the woman eyes flicker to life once more. He grabbed the spear as he tended to the now confused woman.
"What the hell happening? Who the hell are ye?" She asked so many questions... Alexander tended and answer as much questions that he could supply.
After sending her with escorts to her home.
Alexander dreaded the one thing that awaited him.
Mortuary reports.
3 regiments along with the local garrison staffed by the locals, died that day. Making it the heaviest casualties of war.
Even the fight against the NCR and Legion , only half of a battalion was maimed.
The automatons that Zeus left behind was handed over to the Iron warriors and Thousand sons to examine. The divine bronze have made the Iron warriors interested in their construction.
Paperwork now flooded into his office. Mainly compensation signatures and veterans pay for the grieve families. Approval receipt for the reconstruction.
A knock is heard at the door.
"Come in..."
Piper came into the room, her outfit is smelled of soot and ash. As she spend time in the battlefield.
"Did I come at a bad time?" She asked.
"You are always welcome Piper... Just... Not now."
"I seen the records... Did we fought against supernatural? That's gonna make a good scoop!" Piper eyes gleams.
"Nobody but the dead will accept the truth... You can publish it, but they will unable to believe you."
"What a downer... What's this?"
"My responsibility...I didn't expect a god came and ruined my meeting..."
"Really, which god?"
"Zeus."
"I seen, Aliens, Synths and Gods... This world is getting crazy."
"Well, Piper, we are heading to crazy town... As long as you follow me that is...you can stay with your sister.."
"And miss out the biggest scoop in my life? No way! I with you all the way." Piper smirked.
"Your funeral... Why this?" Alexander frowned.
Piper noticed something in Alexander expression.
"What is it?"
"Sorry, piper... Can you go out?"
She wanted to know but knowing him, he is stubborn.
Alexander sighed as he placed a document that is worrying.
[Prototype Armaments Stolen]
During the chaos that ensued several prototype station in America's was stolen as his eyes is focused on the emerald isle... And they were located in the most heavily defended bases that have scanners against warp entities...
Whether it is good or bad, he sighed. As he focus on more paperwork.
Later
The city of Dublin was in solemn atmosphere. Rain drop upon the citizens that lived there for so many years. Every streets is filled with the people that wore black clothes that wept, watching coffins that is adorned with flowers and memorabilia swept by, priests from the ecclesiarchy swung their incense balls as if to ward off the spirits. The adeptus sororitas marched in silence with their helmets on, making their face ls not seen btly the people.
Alexander stood in front of the funeral procession.
He could hear the dead, lingering around his ears. But he ignored it.
And as he walked to a stage that set up for him.
He turned towards the citizens.
"My fellow People... Today is a sad day... " He watched the people that listen to his words.
"Many of us know the people here that died yesterday... Your local friendly pub mate, a shopkeeper... Your husbands, your wives..." He patted one of the coffins that is nearby.
"We didn't expect the divine that hates us to our bones... Yes, you heard me, God had sent his legion of bronze giants to raze Dublin, for what?" He look at the crowd.
"Because he gave up on humanity! He look upon us with disdain and look upon us as batteries for faith, a cattle to worship his every step without reasoning.... And those that rebel, those that believe in Humanity, died in the fight against the monsters."
"I know everyone that fought against the forces of monsters disguise as angels... I heard the soldiers aspiration to make their life! Their purpose to have a better future, snuffed by the whims of a god!"
"I say, never again, I will not lose a brave soldier of Ireland! Never again, will the children wait for a father that never comes home! I know that I speak those words as if it is just empty talk about loss of life of a politician talk.. I tell you this!"
"The Emperor Protects! This word I live by! I will send the honorable souls into his embrace! Where they will meet their grandparents! Their ancestors! And they will proudly say, I did my dutiy!" Alexander held his flaming sword and raise it to the skies for all to see.
Several figures rose from the coffins and spend time with their families before they made their final journey.
A woman stared blankly as her daughter giggle and smiled as she twirled around her mother.
A brother giving a hug to his dead relatives.
"Dad... Don't go..." A boy, no older than twelve watch as his dad, whose now a spirit dressed in guardsman armor, patted his head...
"I will be watching you... Don't be afraid, I sure gramps and grandma is watching you...tell your mother, I will miss her... Her stargazer pie is still the best. Always keep a smile, it looks better on you." He smiled as he floated towards heaven, wings sprouted behind him. As do many soldiers that flew to heaven. A monument is crafted that detail the civilian and soldier that died in the war.
Many wept, and many felt their heart breaking. The soldiers lives ended so soon... The city of dublin, a city of Europe, now hear the bells toil... The chimes make it as if the city itself was giving a farewell.
The city is undergoing reconstruction, to make it grander and more better than before. The skies seem ever clearer. The people now accept the imperium control.
They held some respect to Alexander... They don't know what magic tricks he done, but it eased their souls... Some wanted to petition for him to be a God Saint in Dublin as they think that he is a emissary of the God Emperor the imperial worship.
His words:
"I am not a God!"
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(A/n): hello been a while, had a writer's block.
I been thinking about entering London, but in the current state of affairs, I am more scared that some bloke will extradite me to London because of how I depicted them. (So much for the democracy index that claims UK is freedom of speech, when YT is censored happy like California, when we can't make a good expression without some retards screaming to jail me. And what doesn't make a incentive hacker that works for the government to grab my address and sold me out.)
So London will be skipped. Sorry, I can't take a risk for some butthurt citizen there that report me to the nearest constable office. I seen a woman there that got arrested for simply silently praying to Jesus.
Two more weeks till I see the effects of Voting in America that will shaped my perception of democracy (I know for the last time, USA is a republic constitution, but people there are so stupid that they think that the first amendment is dangerous to their "democracy".)
Will it fail? Or will it succeed? London have fallen, as well as France.
You can't ignore the burning civilization. But there's nothing we can do about it. Or you are called a Bigot and a misogynistic asshole.
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