When he said that, I was speechless.I was stunned, no, I was dazed. But I knew I couldn't reject the King's offer in front of his loyal subjects, that would be degrading his authority. So I got down on one knee“My Lord, your servant is overwhelmed with such offer, what I did was merely an act of helping the people.”He smiled and took me up“What you did is what no man was willing to do, and you did it out of the goodness of your heart and not for glory nor for politics, therefore today you shall be son, Prince Maximus.” he said in plain english, but perhaps that's how it sounded to me. It seemed my brain had adjusted to their weird language.The Roman general knelt on one knee“Hail the godsent, Hail Prince Maximus.”Every other soldier knelt as well and the crowd stood up and shouted in unison“Hail the godsent, Hail Prince Maximus, Hail Hail Hail.”I just stood there, opened my mouth but no words could be formed.And just like that I was made a Prince. ***A week later***
I searched the tent and took the documents, made my way out and went off to general Massou's tent.I heard scream and moans coming from his tent, I looked around me and I saw no one around, the captain was right when he said no one was guarding this tent.I went in quietly and I saw he was fucking a young lady on his bed in a doggy style, her big b**bs were flapping around her chest and she was moaning in high ecstasy, seems to me she was enjoying herself while the fat general was ramming into her pu**y at a fast pace.“What a whore! She seems to be enjoying herself while her sisters suffer pain and death.” I thought in my mind.I crept behind the general, held his mouth and slit his throat.The lady was about to scream, but I punched her by the side of her neck and knocked her unconscious.“If you weren't of Roman birth I wouldn't hesitate to slit your throat as well you traitorous whore.” I swore angrily. The death of the young woman in that captain's tent had pissed me off.Well, t
I put on my chest crossbelt, my sheathed sword and then wore the purple robe gifted to me by the Caesar.As soon as I entered the hall, all eyes were on me.“Son, come in and take a seat.” the Caesar gestured to the chair beside him.I went to the chair, sat down and looked at him inquisitively“You requested for me Father.”He looked at my face then his smile vanished“Are you troubled with anything?” he then patted my shoulder“Never let anyone trample on your dignity nor on your happiness.”“Yes Father.” He then looked at general Amphitryon“How are the preparations coming.”The general smiled“The blacksmiths have all completed their tasks, 2000 black metal armor, and the Prince's sword has been forged from a rock sent down by Apollo, and the swordmaster from Argos will be here in another 3 days.”I was confused“What's going on Father, are we under attack?”The Caesar turned to me and patted my shoulder, smiling.“We learnt from the men who went with you of your exceptional lead
Just then, all hell broke loose. War cries could be heard all around us.“SHIELD WALL FORMATION!! MAINTAIN THE FORMATION, DO NOT BREAK EXCEPT ON MY COMMAND!!”I hollered and tried my best to think up a plan for the next course of action.The soldiers weren't trembling neither were they afraid, I guess they were confident in the metal armor we were all wearing, but if there's one thing I know, its that it doesn't matter the kind of weapon you use, nor the kind of armor you wear, because when it comes to war, even the smallest object could kill a well trained soldier.Half naked barbaric looking men rushed out from all corners of the surrounding wielding axes, pickaxes, swords, maces, steel hammers. That's when he came; 9.7ft tall, dressed in a dusty kilt and chest cross belt, eyes emitting crazy killing intents and burly muscles ready to crush the bones of anyone who defiled him, holding a large bloodied stone hammer, his aura was stronger and more deadly than that of the Cyclops and
Four years has gone in just a blink of an eye and yet we're still at war with Germania.“General Maximus, the Caesar requests your presence.” Namor saluted as he finished.Yeah, I got promoted to General when Amphyhitron met with misfortune as an arrow found its way to his throat two years ago, I took over his position and since then the tides had turned to our favor as Rome was winning.I saw Father atop his horse alongside other nobles.“Father, you sent for me.” I said and gave a slight bow.“Germania has mustered all its troops from far and near, they mean to end this war once and for all.” He said and his face was gloomy.I merely smiled.“You find this situation amusing my son?” He asked visibly annoyed.“Forgive me Father.” I wiped off the smiles from my face and became all business as I continued.“But the Assyrians have long fled from the battlefield as they've suffered heavy loss when I charged into their lines and slaughtered half their troops. The news of Germania musterin
I went towards Father, with a slight bow, I greeted him.“Father, the war between Rome and Germania is now over just as I promised.”He came down from his horse, walked over to me and gave me a hug, then he kissed my cheek.“I knew the gods has blessed us the day you battled the cyclops, you have liberated Rome again and again.”I smiled.“Father, Rome gave me a home and for that I'm eternally grateful.” I then held his hand.“Let's go home Father, you reek of dust and smoke.” I said jokingly.He laughed out loud and looked towards the nobles now striding towards us.“The young Caesar thinks I am too old to take care of myself.” he said and laughed again and so did the nobles.I gaped at him in surprise. Did he just say “Young Caesar”, does he plan on making me his successor? What will happen to Commodus then?. I didn't like where this was going and I decided to make him know it.“Father, what young Caesar, I am not even of royal birth, besides, you have Commodus.” I said but he only
Four years have passed since Commodus murdered Father. And since then Rome had plunged into deepest chaos. Everyday I heard stories of murder, rape, small scale wars and other kinds of evil Father had painstakingly eliminated from Rome.I decided to return to Rome and make Commodus pay for his crime, but I needed to wait for the perfect time. And as it would seem, Commodus had begun an evil game which Father hated the most; Battle of gladiators. I felt its my only chance into Rome and close to Commodus, I had to become a gladiator, which I am now. I joined a rank of gladiators and have fought my way to the top. “Spaniard, I hear the Roman gladiators are not so easy to deal with.” Motumba, a dark skinned gladiator from the far deserts whom have been so friendly to me ever since I joined their ranks.“You worry too much Motumba, they are but flesh and blood as we are.” I replied to quell his rising fear. “To you they are, for you can slaughter a hundred men with not even a single scra
Leaving the British airport, my next objective was to reach the embassy and collect my weapons and armor. I had figured that this new mission won't be as pleasant as my former one. And thus I requested for new weapons to be forged specifically for this mission.Alorea may be a country ruled by a Queen, but it didn't make sense if their soldiers could not handle the kind of threat they called me in for. I may be wielding a system but it didn't mean I was an immortal.As I stood by the road side taking in the scenery, I figured it's time I flagged down a cab. “Where to Sir?” The cab driver, an old man with thinning hair asked as I sat down.“The embassy if you please.” I said and turned my attention to the scenery of Alorea.“Will do Sir.” He said and ignited the engine.The cab driver kept glancing at me through the mirror.“You here on vacation?” He asked.“Just here on business.” I replied nonchalantly.“Whatcha a young kid like you searching for on the streets of Alorea?, what sort