I am Julien, I am the Emperor who squandered his Empire.
Icarus 12th, the first day of the sixth month of the ancient Celestial Dragon calendar, 13th year of the reign of the Paragon Emperor.
The terror of summer has ended and all the greens sigh with relief. The invasion of scorch pervaded and the whole continent embraced the fresh wind.
"Autumn represents death and life. My life span is ceasing like candlelight. The Empire I built which was like my child was taken away from me like a thief in the night"
"Strength..." He pauses for a moment and clenches his fist. He then continued "A very common word but represents anything and everything."
"They've taken away everything but not my wisdom. Strength is what I need and in this lifetime I cannot obtain it."
Emperor Julien stands on a crimson podium surrounded by five huge obelisks. The obelisk represents the 5 reincarnation values.
Looking up into the sky, he gently inhales the autumn wind. The fresh air from the east circulates in his lungs, flows through his veins, and forms misty energy around him.
With a thought, all 5 obelisk glows, and for the last time, he looks up in the sky and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry," spreads his arms wide open and the haze glows in crimson and the whole continent shakes in fear with the terrifying Arcane force.
Yet in the blink of an eye, the man on the podium dissipated and flows into the sky.
The present moment.
"Sage of herald, the infamous Vel'Krim! You are surrounded already, stop hiding like a rat!" Shouted while laughing at the man wearing the Golden Armor with the crest of a pendulum on his chest.
The soldiers behind him wearing black gold plated armor are feeling tense. Fear evident in their eyes.
The Armored man is radiating with a fierce aura. With a thought, he deployed his ultimate attack. He gave a glance behind and see that his soldiers' morale was still low. The man sighed and said "What a bunch of imbeciles."
Then the man clenched his Armored fist and chanted in his mind [Battle Set - Fist Of Argaddon]!
The Armored Man raised his fist and scorching heat feels like Helios has descended!
The Royal Guards know that this attack is deadly and it does not differ comrades or foes. Just the aura of an explosion will kill them and turn them to ashes.
"Commanders' power is formidable," the soldier on the left said.
Before the right soldier finish his word the soldier in the center gave him a fierce look and said "Shut your mouth if you still value your life!"
The soldiers are startled and continue to retreat.
The Commander focuses the scorching aura of power on the fist. Heat pervaded the area and after two seconds he sprinted forward and delivered a mighty punch!
Now feel my [Fist Of Argaddon] Vel'Krim! The man shouted!
Vel'Krim, who is still watching on the spatial crack that he created, gave a cold smile and his eyes flashes a murder intent. "These Royal crap... I mean guards are persistent, it seems they never learn!"
"They are just throwing their meaningless life at me," he heaved a deep sigh and revealed himself. He walks out leisurely like he is walking on flat land.
Vel'Krim's robe flutters in the wind as the pressure of the upcoming attack draws near.
As the mighty punch which has the incarnation of Argaddon's fiery rocky fist draws near him, his voice echoed in the area and said;
"You should know by now that all of your attacks are futile," Vel'Krim said with his hoarse voice.
His black robe flutters and with a cold smile, he pulls a scepter out of thin air. The scepter is plain gold plated with a verdant handle.
A wisp of black smoke comes out of his body and it merges with the scepter. The scepter began to emit a green aura.
Vel'Krim moves his arms and points the scepter at the raging giant fiery hand that is coming closer to him.
All of this takes time to explain but it happens almost instantaneously.
With a thought, Vel'Krim chanted [Tremo Set - Seismic shield].
The Commander who is in a counter-offensive position feels that something bad will happen and as he expected it became reality.
Vel'Krim, who pointed his scepter, begins to emit grayish-white flow, and the aura around him trembles.
The powerful punch that the commander delivers begins to form cracks and before it hits Vel'Krim it dissipates as if nothing happened!
Though it was not seen by the naked eye, the [Fist of Argaddon] hit multiple series of seismic tremors and before it hits Vel'Krim it disappeared like a wisp of smoke.
Vel'Krim smiled coldly and said "Never underestimate the power of tremors"
He waves his arms again and a series of tremors appear in the area and a series of spatial cracks open. The Commander and the Army began to have a cold sweat and they felt the fear of death.
As the shadow of the night envelopes the city, Julien walking from the train station feels that the air has a strange feeling. He looks up at the sky and indeed the sky is cloudy.
"It seems heavy rain will fall later. I need to rush home!" he said under his breath. Julien hurriedly walks and after a few minutes, he arrives at his apartment.
He prepared his meal and took a shower. "A good shower after work is the best," he said while drying his head with a large white towel.
11:00 PM as Julien checked his phone and realized that it was getting late. "Damn, I still have work tomorrow"
He hurriedly goes inside his room and prepares to sleep. Laying down on his bed, he feels that there is a tremor; an earthquake!
He hurriedly jumped out of bed and rolled under it!