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| ====1a - Father, what a Joke==== | | ====1a - Father, what a Joke==== |
| '''5 Years after the Red War'''
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| Kavos growled as he heard the news, his fist clenching. So, his father had done the impossible: Unite three houses under a common cause, and do it properly. The High Priest stood, and entered his inner sanctum to think, before he knelt before the Divine Torch. "Great Torch, guide me, how should I proceed?" He lay himself in supplication, his joined whirring quietly from the cybernetics. Then...the torch's flame surged black, and spoke. ''"My High Priest, thine time has come. Prepare your armies, your people...and prepare for war. Let the flame consume your foes...and bring glory to the Divine Torch."'' The torch's flame returned to orange, and went silent. Kavos smirked as he stood up, and walked out, barking orders. "Zikilos, prepare the teleportation network. Kyriks, Aulus, Nysilis, get our troops equipped. Huklok, watch for unworthy chanters. Our time is at hand." As the Hand of the Torch went to work, Kavos grinned. "For the Glory of our god." | | Kavos growled as he heard the news, |
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| ====1b - Betraying Father==== | | ====1b - Betraying Father==== |