Emperor Rinoz snorted delicately after Fenrir left. Two streams of steam were ejected out of her nose.
"What an old coot set in his ways." She muttered to herself.
She is powerful and proud. She has the right to be. It is not baseless confidence or delusional arrogance. She is truly a force to be reckoned with. But she lied when she said she didn't care about the opinions of others. She doesn't care about the opinion of most people but she cares about those of two people. One of them is Fenrir.
The other person she admires is the fountain of life who gave her access to such a powerful energy and helped her to grow up faster. She is just a little over 200 years but she was able to become a transcendent while those born at the same time as her are mostly dead or dying because they have reached the end of their lifespan.
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