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[b][center]"You are the grandson of Emperor Velo the 18th, and the child of Emperor Velo the 25th. Never before in the history of the empire has two such potent bloodlines connected into you. Their heir. The one best suited to convey the words of an empire, and to rule undaunted. May your reign last for a hundred years."[/center][/b]

Emperor Velo the 27th had long surpassed the quaint notion of 'a hundred years.' He had even surpassed the lukewarm idea of a thousand. Two thousand was so far beneath him that he hadn't even bothered to celebrate it. Was it three thousand years? Or was it ten thousand now? He only knew with a certainty that he had grown bored of counting, and calculating the days was meaningless in the Abyss, where the days mingled together in such a way that one could easily drag a full week together. Wait... What was he even doing? He couldn't even be bothered to remember that. 

[sub]"Stop! Stop hurtings me!"[/sub] 
Oh right. At that very moment the emperor was standing over some gremlin or another. Some warlord from a kingdom he had never heard of. Claiming to have tried to invade the Abyss and make it his own or something of the like. Must have been a long time ago, as the gremlin was now practically ancient. Withered white hair, wrinkles beyond count. How disgusting aging was as a concept. How weak it made others. Why would you need such a thing? That was why the emperor had rejected that weakness. He had thrown the very concept of aging away. He was a true undying immortal. Because as the young looking man stared down at the feeble old conqueror... He felt no remorse as the heel of his Right Hand pressed down on that skull. A little more pressure and it could pop. 

[color=f7941d]"And why should I?"[/color] Velo said. His words were buried in boredom. So unamused by any possible answer that he couldn't even sound invested. [color=f7941d]"The Abyss is no longer guarded, and you started declaring yourself king of the world. Running down the halls and disturbing my much needed rest."[/color] The golem he commanded creaked a little, as if about to simply step right down. The gremlin just spat out in disgust. 
[sub]"A nap! You torment me over a nap! The world is free to conquer and you spend your time tormenting me over a n-"[/sub]
[center][b]CRUNCH![/b][/center]

The spray of brain matter that now clung to the heel of the Emperor's Right Hand would need to be washed off. The only place Velo could think of in short order was perhaps... The Lagoon? Others had probably gathered there, to relax or simply to celebrate before they left. No doubt the emperor could make his way out on his own, but why bother with that? He could use the help. Would certainly make things much easier on him. No doubt others would flock to his leadership. 

[color=f7941d]"Right Hand, follow me."[/color] Velo said, and gestured for his golem to follow. He needn't have said anything, but it was the way of an emperor to like the sound of their own voice. 

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[u][b]The Lagoon[/b][/u]

[color=f7941d]"Of course neither of you would have the means to get past the rabble."[/color] The emperor's words were the way he chose to introduce himself. Stepping out silently from around a pillar of stone. The red eyes of his guardian followed after him, as the red clad emperor stood there. His hands wrapped over his chest. A lesser man might have introduced themselves first before making such comments. 

[color=f7941d]"They are a pack, and you are merely two. A pack does not fear the lone wolf, but rather a larger pack."[/color] Velo said, stepping onto a rock that stood over a pool of water. His eyes focused on each of the two he had approached. One, a vampire from his rough estimations. The other... Perhaps the only being in the Abyss who had been here longer than he. Azrael. If they had spoken to each other, it was so long ago that he could not recall the specifics. 
[color=f7941d]"If you two are so interested in crawling your ways out, you are in desperate need of a pack of your own. To pool your talents together, under a greater, and more noble cause."[/color] The emperor's talent for needless speech-giving was on full display. [color=f7941d]"What say you, to a temporary pack?"[/color]

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