Rain fell to the ground making a sound like the footsteps of a thousand tiny warriors charging. Jan and his wife Theodora where walking through the woods for what was supposed to be a romantic stroll for the two lovers. The Hypnosian Empire was in a tense position, rumors rolled through the populace stating that a revolution is being planned, but no one knew who was too lead it. The large oak trees that seemed to stretch into the sky shook with the wind, as if they knew what would eventually happen. At the age of 14 the former Basileia put Jan under training of the finest General throughout the Empire. The General abused Jan mentally, physically, and sexually, treating the young Basilance as a slave. When Jan's father died when Jan was 18 his first act as Basileia was to punish the general by stripping him naked and leaving him into the woods of the steppes. No one knew what happened to the general, but rumors state he was eaten by a rather large bear. This experience made Jan who he is today, a cruel warrior bent on spreading justice. Theodora, on the other hand had an easier childhood. On her mothers side her grandparents left one of the duchies around the Lancian Empire during its mass conquest. On her fathers side her dynasty stretches far back to aristocrats and dukes around the Empire. She lived in a large villa in the capital city of Constansaw and she went to one of the best royal universities in all of the Empire. Thunder clapped through the sky and Jan looked up, a smile on his face. "It seems Tetrios is angered tonight my love, I must wonder why?" Jan stated. "I do not know my love, let us hope the Anti-Quanitarchy are not planning on helping the revolution?" Theodora replied back. "Theodora you need not worry, we have the support Luminos on our side, we will not lose to the Horsemen of Destruction". "I pray that you are right Jan". ------------------------------------------------------------ Paligius stood in front of his throne with a wicked smile on his face. His wife, Adela, sat next to him. Paligius was the bastard son of the former Emperor. In front of him a criminal laid on the ground. In Paligius's hand he held the sword of Alexandros. "Criminal chosen by darkness, do you have any last words?" Paligius roared. "Yes, I just want you to know that you shall never succeed, you will never spread this re..." the criminal attempted to say. Paligius's sword slashed through the air and hit the neck of the criminal. Blood went everywhere as his head was detached from his body. "That will teach you to mess with me." Paligius stated as he kicked the head aside. "Paligius, was that really needed?" Adela said, looking over at Paligius questionably. "My dear, to succeed at my plan, at our plan, I must get rid of anyone who will complicate things". "Yes but that seemed to be a bit much, we could of just put him into the oubliette". "And hear him spill that to the other prisoners, no, death the was the only scenario he deserved". "Okay, dear." "Now then, let us get started on finalizing our phony revolution".