Chapter 4: The Fourth Heir

27 December 5554
5 days before the descent of omnipotence
Central Empiria

"All Hail King Claude!"

The trumpeteers start blowing a majestic tune as King Claude the IV of Empiria makes his triumphant return to his beloved homeland. As his troop of cavalry rode up the boulevard leading to the Parade Grounds, between the crowd of cheering, overjoyed people, there he was, on his impressive white stallion, Hurricane. One hand gratifyingly clutching onto his sword, the other waved to his people, melting their hearts with his gorgeous smile.

His advisor, Blaine, was the old man in the purple robe was riding after him. Ironically despite the victory, Blaine, as always, had his cold, thoughtful look n his face. Hardly anyone had noticed him, why would they? He was nothing more to them than an old grouch.

Claude and his army have yet again, wiped out a band of bandits that has been robbing merchants on the outskirts of Empiria, which had caused Empiria's trade to severely deteriorate.
Every villager who had heard about their king's victorious return all rushed to the parade grounds to welcome him. Once again, Claude had proven himself worthy of being the ruler of the strongest empire in Athenaeus.

"Who is he mama?" A little boy around the age of five asked his mother. His eyes fixed upon the King's huge sword.

"He's the man that had united all the lands around Empiria together," replied his mother, as she stroked his hair gently. "A great man to be respected indeed."

"Mama, when I grow up, can I be like him?"

"You can't son, King claude's legency is only passed down onto his own children. You dont need to follow someone's footsteps to be someone great as well, son!" encouraged his mother.

King Claude finally stepped in to the Parade grounds with all his Generals and his trusty teacher cum bodyguard cum advisor Blaine. Stepping on the a grand platform, King Claude started giving his speech.