As Grey watched the remaining people vanish one by one he sighed and wished that this could coutinue on...but it would not...things would change soon. He'd have to move on with his life. As he watched the clock tick down to the end via a menu he sighed and looked over to Bill. [color=7ea7d8]"This was supposed to be MaxUltra's party...not mine I didn't want it to end like this. That said it has been a pleasure being a host for all of you. Arce Bellum deserved a good send off. This was all I could muster in its current state. With my comrades vanishing it goes to me to sit on the throne. Though it is not my place...I have an obligation to my comrades. A man must always be emperor. The throne must never fall. That was our creed when it came to building this dungeon into the marble splendor you see around you. It use to be a dungeon of cursed knights you know. Now it is our sanctuary...it was at least."[/color] Grey said as he ordered Marcus, and Yuna to follow him through commands they stopped their current duties, and moved. As he marched down the corridors he made sure once, and for all that the lower areas were sealed to the public, and that the men guarding the halls were doing so by checking the Guild Leader Menus. He had been given full control of the castle. As he looked at his nearly empty friends list he sighed. The silver clad guards blocked the hallway behind them as he moved on. 

Grey decided life would be better from now on...he'd just have to spend less time on games. And more time on life. Work had been catching up to him. As he looked around at the more fortified inner sanctum of the giant castle's upper levels he couldn't help but wonder...how did Greybeard, BTBB, and Doux all decide this was what they wanted. The silver guards, the aesthetics of a holy castle, and the mighty NPC's. All of them were wondrous. He couldn't help but feel proud of all they had accomplished since then. His friends...his allies....his second family.

As he got to the throne room in its stupendous glory with its massive ceiling, and giant white pillars there sat the golden throne of Arce Bellum. He never wanted to sit on that thing all the guild politics that went with it was a pain. But now it was just a giant metal virtual chair. And in acknowledging that fact he was now fine with his choice. He decided to move up after a brief hesitant moment, and sit on the chair. He walked up the small steps leading to the throne. And put his hand on it gently before easing his virtual armored body down onto it. He deactivated his armor, and sat in his civilian clothes, the silk shirt, and pants that he had wore in more casual times. He sighed as he stared at Yuna, and then at Marcus the butler, and his servant. He closed his eyes and sighed a second time. As he mentally prepared for the countdown he decided to just let it happen...let this world go as he had looked at the clock before hand and as he counted down the time inside his head he wanted it all to end quietly....


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.....Wait what? As he waited for something...And it did not come....what was going on? He opened his eyes and saw suddenly that Yuna was in front of him. What he hadn't ordered her to do that...what was going on? [color=f49ac2]"My lord Grey is there something wrong? Are youn ot feeling well?"[/color] Yuna asked him gently as a sudden panic flared up in Grey as he pressed himself back against the throne. SHE COULD TALK!? What the hell!? That was a new feature. Grey wasn't sure what was going on so he tried to pull up a menu...only to find out he couldn't...and access to his friends list was now allowed!? He couldn't send messages?! [color=7ea7d8]"Yuna you can talk!?"[/color] Grey said in surprise as he looked at the young girl who looked back at him. She hadn't changed. She still wore his light white clothes, and her own set of light dwarven armor with his shield, and sword. However here was this pink haired young lady giving him a confused look. [color=f49ac2]"Um yes sir? I've always been able to talk. Are you sleepy sir? Emperor Max won't be happy your sitting on the throne you know."[/color] Yuna warned him as she pressed her hand against his forehead, and put her other on her own. She frowned noticing he was fine. [color=f7976a]"Perhaps you should give him a moment to readjust he was just napping. That party downstairs with those...outsiders must have taken a lot of out of him. I'm sure his majesty...would be fine with him on the throne anyway. He always was carefree..."[/color] Marcus said suddenly his smooth voice contrasting Yuna's cutesy one. [color=7ea7d8]"...B-by order of the Lieutenant of the Light Guard I order you Marcus escort any remaining players here."[/color] Grey said suddenly as he calmed himself down ignoring Yuna for the moment. [color=f7976a]"Players sir?"[/color] Marcus questioned his leader. [color=7ea7d8]"I mean the outsiders, and remaining guild members bring them to me![/color]" Grey said to Marcus who bowed. [color=7ea7d8]"Also assemble the Grand Imperial Officers of Arce Bellum! We will have a meeting."[/color] Grey said as Yuna smiled and said she'll go gather the rest.

In the hall a group of silver soldiers were met by a messenger exclaiming that all 'greater beings' were to assemble in the throne room by order of their grand lieutenant Greyedout. The silver clad guards repeated the message to the others in the hall. [b]"The Lord Lieutenant of this castle wishes for all remaining members to assemble immediately!"[/b] the soldier called out to anyone left in the hall.

The other guards rustled themselves around the halls looking for anyone who may have been left behind.