Captain Gabriel
Three Thousand Club
"A long time ago, in a land, far, far away... there was only war."
A shining new era.
That's what he said he'd bring.
His voice was like wine. Evil wine. Spiced with honey on a silver tongue. He used hope as an instrument.
Honestly, the Cabrinate Empire was never perfect. Goddess forgive my words -- but the Emperor and his lieutenants were all prejudiced scum. Pigs under a tyrant, all bathing in the muddy hypocrisy he fed them. Same went for the humans. All of us turned a blind eye to the blatant discrimination. Against orcs. Against dark elves. Against all other, "lesser" races. Only humans and elves were seen as worthy.
And then it became clear that Seth had enough of it.
Seth. Seth... Seth! That bastard dark elf. A demigod he is, or so they say. Created by the corrupt ilk of the dark gods. All in a gambit by their hand. And so, the chess pieces aligned perfectly. All he had to do was say checkmate.
I'm rambling. Let me explain: A year ago, a single soldier in the army; Seth -- no surname. Seth said he had visions, heard voices. But he was hiding the truth from everyone. Where the voices came from. And so, he gathered the support of many. With their help, he started a civil war - the Gothic War. It lasted one year, and at the end of it, his forces invaded the capital. Supported by the orcs, by the dark elves, by beastmen, by trolls, ogres. All gathered under him. Eventually, even celestial and infernal beings; above ordinary mortals gave him their support. Demons, or fallen angels. Necromancers that he promised benefits.
A false prophet conceived by false gods, all for a false cause. It took one swipe of the sword and the king was dethroned. But...
Then the Majai Knights intervened. An order of warriors tasked with protecting the land; in secret when possible. A secret service. All prayed and created a field that quickly spread all over the Empire. Seth lost his connection with the dark gods -- and a large amount of his power. His armies dispersed, and whatever loyal men stayed with him dragged his burning body away.
And things went back to normal for another year. We thought Seth and his men were dead. Driven back to the far north, to mount futile campaigns of doom every few months. A new Emperor was throned. The government was reconnected. The Cabrinate Empire returned, a bit less corrupt than before.
That doesn't matter. Now, Seth is returning.
And who will stand against him?
That's what he said he'd bring.
His voice was like wine. Evil wine. Spiced with honey on a silver tongue. He used hope as an instrument.
Honestly, the Cabrinate Empire was never perfect. Goddess forgive my words -- but the Emperor and his lieutenants were all prejudiced scum. Pigs under a tyrant, all bathing in the muddy hypocrisy he fed them. Same went for the humans. All of us turned a blind eye to the blatant discrimination. Against orcs. Against dark elves. Against all other, "lesser" races. Only humans and elves were seen as worthy.
And then it became clear that Seth had enough of it.
Seth. Seth... Seth! That bastard dark elf. A demigod he is, or so they say. Created by the corrupt ilk of the dark gods. All in a gambit by their hand. And so, the chess pieces aligned perfectly. All he had to do was say checkmate.
I'm rambling. Let me explain: A year ago, a single soldier in the army; Seth -- no surname. Seth said he had visions, heard voices. But he was hiding the truth from everyone. Where the voices came from. And so, he gathered the support of many. With their help, he started a civil war - the Gothic War. It lasted one year, and at the end of it, his forces invaded the capital. Supported by the orcs, by the dark elves, by beastmen, by trolls, ogres. All gathered under him. Eventually, even celestial and infernal beings; above ordinary mortals gave him their support. Demons, or fallen angels. Necromancers that he promised benefits.
A false prophet conceived by false gods, all for a false cause. It took one swipe of the sword and the king was dethroned. But...
Then the Majai Knights intervened. An order of warriors tasked with protecting the land; in secret when possible. A secret service. All prayed and created a field that quickly spread all over the Empire. Seth lost his connection with the dark gods -- and a large amount of his power. His armies dispersed, and whatever loyal men stayed with him dragged his burning body away.
And things went back to normal for another year. We thought Seth and his men were dead. Driven back to the far north, to mount futile campaigns of doom every few months. A new Emperor was throned. The government was reconnected. The Cabrinate Empire returned, a bit less corrupt than before.
That doesn't matter. Now, Seth is returning.
And who will stand against him?
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