The Emperor's Final Command

[VIROS 2915]

((Requested by Mogroka, written by me, and posted at the behest of Mogroka. This is a real RP post, not some nonsense like before.))

 

Monarchy has its weaknesses. It is primarily a personality cult; it lives in the heart and soul of its ruler, and it inevitably falls as its ruler falls.

 

But this is also its greatest strength. For who is more strong-willed, more proud, and more wise than a king—an emperor? Mere republics, mere democracies, cannot move with the unified will that an absolute monarchy can. These demagogueries are weak, and capricious coalitions at best. An empire, however... An empire is different. Its ruler is its head, and the body will follow, loyally.

 

These are the thoughts that reinforced Horen, Fifth of His Name, King of Renatus and Seventis, Defender of the Faith, Protector of the Realm, and Regent Eternal of the Kingdom of Heaven, as he ordered the evacuation of the most powerful nation on the face of Anthos.

 

Who can say what drove him to this decision? Who can truly enter the mind of a man-made-god?

 

And yet, as he and all his court loosed the bindings which shackled Oren to a world which could not hold her might, Horen V made a promise.

 

"We will return, my sons and daughters, when this place is scourged of the impurities which profane it. We will return when the northern frosts have taken the life of the last of these vermin; when the clouds bow before us, and the thunder shouts our glorious name, we will return."

 

And as he boarded his shining flagship, Horen the Fifth of His Name shouted a final command to those loyal knights who chose to stay in his honor.

 

"Open the gates to the North! Loose the Great Purification upon this realm!"

 

[Sultan 3953]

((Theres still some edicts and stofs I am going to post so please do not take this in rp before I post those.))

[ayresalex 517]

Abram shoulders his pack, ready for the journey ahead.

[youdude 104]

As berdo hears of the news he sighs.

"I shall piss on the flame while the world burns."  he says, realising the things opening the gate to the north will cause.

[Bashar al-Assad 120]

Boiendl Horen waves to the people as he boards one of the boats leaving the lands.

 

[Esterlen 4499]

Edward Chivay stands alongside his father and uncle, giving one final salute to the people of the realm from the ship's railing.

 

[3andD 1722]

Gwenael nods, waving from the railing also.

 

[wealthypiano 394]

A very much aged Mathus Oftsea waves from one of the many Rose ships, following the lead of many others.

[TornadoWatch 364]

Jonathan Black hesitates. The gates do not yet open.

[Avacyn 1712]

The salty sea air whips against the aged and weathered face of Marcus Briarwood, once a young man who served Oren as an Inquisitor faithfully, now old and out of his prime. He adjusts his trademark hat and coat, his White Rose and Inquisition badges shown prominently upon his chest, before nodding firmly, heading to speak with his comrades who he will live with until the very end of time.

 

[SortedJarhead 817]

Old Man Chu murmurs his final goodbye to Kais and the Empire.

"Fak you! Manchurian supremacy, biatch!"

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[Rivk Zavadsky 700]

*Rick Felder stands there, watching the ships leave, he salutes to the ship and returns to the empty Ard Kerrack*

[leave me alone 995]

((Cue credit music))

 

[Ford 1996]

Archibald Vallero sighs and boards the boat. He turns around while he walks up the plank and waves goodbye to all the land. 

[Urahra 5777]

Tanith and Carden stand aboard the ship, unable to wave, but able to watch as their homes vanished into the distance - their hearts all too heavy with personal tragedy to lift their arms.