I searched the tent, grabbed the documents, and headed to General Massou's quarters. As I approached, I heard disturbing noises. The captain was right; no guards were around.I slipped inside, finding the general engaged in a compromising act with a young woman. She seemed to be enjoying herself, but I was appalled. "How could she?" I thought. "Her people suffer, and she indulges in pleasure."I snuck up behind the general, silenced him, and ended his life. The woman tried to scream, but I swiftly subdued her, rendering 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, that takes care of the captain and the General, all I need now is to assassinate the Prince which I knew was going to be as tough as swimming the Mediterranean sea.I left general Massou's tent and went off to the Prince's tent, I moved fast because I knew it
I put on my gear – a chest crossbelt, sword, and the purple robe the Caesar gave me. As I entered the hall, all eyes turned to me."Son, come join me," the Caesar said, gesturing to the chair beside him.I sat down, curious. "You called for me, Father?"The Caesar's smile faded, his eyes locked on mine. "Is something troubling you?" He patted my shoulder. "Never let anyone disrespect you or undermine your happiness.""Yes, Father," I replied.He turned to General Amphitryon. "How are the preparations?""The blacksmiths have finished their work," the general reported. "We have 2000 black metal armors, and the Prince's sword, forged from Apollo's rock, will be ready soon. The swordmaster from Argos arrives in three days."Confused, I asked, "Father, are we under attack?"The Caesar smiled, patting my shoulder reassuringly.“We learnt from the men who went with you of your exceptional leadership and military tactics, we feel it's best for you to lead a small platoon. Your armor has alrea
Chaos erupted around us. War cries filled the air."Form a shield wall! Hold your positions until I give the order!" I shouted.My mind raced to come up with a plan. The soldiers remained steady, confident in their metal armor. But I knew that in war, no one is invincible. Even the smallest object can kill a skilled fighter.My thoughts scrambled for a strategy. The soldiers stood firm, trusting their armor. But I knew that in combat, anything can be deadly, no matter how well-armed or protected you are.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 he was just striding over towards us like a King.“Hear me oh ye
Four years flew by in an instant, and the war with Germania dragged on. "General Maximus, the Caesar needs you," Namor announced, saluting.I rose to general after Amphitryon's tragic fall two years prior. Rome's fortunes had since shifted in our favor.As I approached, I saw Father on horseback, surrounded by nobles. "You summoned me, Father?" I asked, bowing slightly."Germania has gathered its forces," he said, his expression grim. "They're determined to end this war once and for all."I smiled, unfazed."Do you find this amusing, son?" Father asked, visibly irritated.“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 mustering troops from far and near are merely rumors to make us quake with fear. And besides, if they're really mustering troops, then I suggest they
I approached Father, bowing slightly. "Father, the war with Germania is over, just as I promised."He dismounted his horse, hugged me, and kissed my cheek. "The gods blessed us the day you defeated the cyclops. You've liberated Rome once more."I smiled. "Rome gave me a home, and for that, I'm forever grateful."I took his hand, joking, "Let's go home, Father. You smell like dust and smoke."Father laughed, glancing at the approaching nobles. "The young Caesar thinks I need caring for."The nobles chuckled. I was taken aback. Did he just call me "Young Caesar"? Does he plan to make me his successor? What about Commodus?Uncomfortable, I decided to address it.“Father, what young Caesar, I am not even of royal birth, besides, you have Commodus.” I said but he only smiled.“Walk with me son. We need to talk.” he said and I then held his hand.We walked through the ranks of the Roman soldiers and onto the path leading to the outskirt of the battlefield.“All of Rome have chosen you as th
It's been almost four years since Commodus brutally killed my father, plunging Rome into chaos. Daily, I heard horrifying stories of murder, rape, and war - the very evils my father had worked tirelessly to eradicate.Seeking justice, I waited patiently for the perfect moment to strike. Then, I learned Commodus had revived the brutal gladiator battles my father despised. Seeing an opportunity, I decided to become a gladiator to infiltrate Rome and get close to Commodus.Now, as a top-ranked gladiator, I've proven my skills in the arena."Spaniard, beware of the Roman gladiators," Motumba, a friendly dark-skinned gladiator from the desert, cautioned. "They're formidable opponents."I reassured him, "Don't worry, Motumba. They're human, just like us. We can beat them."Or, if you'd like a more modern and conversational tone:It's been four years since Commodus murdered my dad and sent Rome into chaos. I've been waiting for the right moment to take revenge.Then, I heard Commodus was hos
«Ding!Two hours to doors unlock!» the AI system spoke out.Maximus smiled at Xavier."You must be wondering why I'm being such a talkative.""Yes, in fact, it's begining to annoy me. We're stock in here for another two hours." Xavier said. He really wanted to leave the facility and proceed with his plan to take down all Mafia families."I will keep you company for the next two hours then." Maximus said with feigned sadness."Dude! we're in this together!" Xavier almost blew his top."Then allow me to continue my life story." Maximus said beaming with smiles."What? weren't you through with all that.." Xavier was about to complain but Maximus placed his hand on Xavier's mouth."Hush, don't interrupt."*It was a few years after I returned from Rome, approximately twelve years after Rome. I got called up by Lucius, but this time, I had to hunt down and eliminate a few anomalies. Those with magic and systems just like you and I.I left the airport and hailed a cab to take me to the emba
As our helicopter soared towards London's outskirts, I sat between Major Triston Allen and Sergeant Anderson Marshal.Major Allen spoke through the headset, "Did you know Minos de First slaughtered 2,300 apprentices to revive his soulmate? Now, he controls an army of death knights and skeleton soldiers."I remained silent, sensing he was trying to provoke me.Sergeant Anderson responded, "That's ridiculous! Who confirms this?"Major Allen replied, "Intel from reliable sources. We're in over our heads, guys."I stayed quiet, unsure why they'd joined this perilous mission.Sergeant Anderson asked, "Xavier, what's your take on this?"I remained silent, lost in thought.Major Allen pressed on, "We need to know what we're up against. Xavier?"Sergeant Anderson intervened, "Let him focus, Major. We'll brief soon enough."The helicopter flew on, tension lingering.“No one has ever gone into his cave and returned.” Anderson said.So he truly is the most terrifying Necromancer alive. No one ha