A Memory Called Empire Novels & Stories

I almost jump at her sudden question, but manage to form a professional smile, concealing all my thoughts. “Just a little,” I say, and send prayers above that I’ve read this just a few hours ago “They are also called the Four Founding Houses, since they united the nations that form the Empire to what it is today.” The Empress makes a thoughtful sound “And now you might find yourself as the Luna of one. What are your thoughts on it?” There’s an emphasis on the ‘might’. I’m grateful for having been in the employee of Mrs. Gaines, who unknowingly trained me ruthlessly on how to keep a straight face in front of authority figures.

-- We ate some foods that we saw sa mga stalls, pagkatapos ay nag-palit kami ng pambahay na damit saka kami dumiretso sa library ng dorm. "Ito." May inilapag siyang libro sa harapan ko, kulay luntian ang kulay nito at halata ang pagka-luma, ngunit hindi ito gutay-gutay. "Nakakapagtaka naman at ikaw lang yata ang walang alam sa imperyo." Imperyo? Why didn't mama and papa nor my grandparents tell me this kind of thing? "The Mironian Empire." Ito ang nakalagay sa first page.

“Doctors. Nurses. Lab techs. Patients. Once they realize there’s a place to send ‘this feels wrong’ that isn’t the people signing their paychecks.” “And ‘the people you dragged out of a burning lab once,’” Dante added. “Brand recognition. You’re basically a walking neural recall notice.” My head throbbed. “I don’t want to build a second empire,” I said. “I just want to make sure no one uses my work—or anything like it—without a fight.” “Empires and defenses look very similar on paper,” Lucien said. “The difference is what you do with the power.” He slid a thin folder across the table.

The room where the Emperor sits was colder than I remembered. Or maybe it was just me. The big, gold crown sat on its soft pillow, waiting. It felt strange, like a weight I was too weak to hold just a few days ago. My memory, which had been a jumbled mess of pain and confusion, was now clear and sharp. I saw images of people who had turned against me, like a bad scar. The kingdom was a mess, and I had just come back to try and fix it.

- "There are a lot of them, but the most famous is the Banshee Lake, also known as the Lamentation Lake. To help you get your bearings, I will show you a map of the Empire. Here in the center is the Kingdom of Midona with the capital of the Empire, Thetia, at its heart. You must notice the kingdom is surrounded by a mountain range: the Chain of 300, a disturbing name isn't it. Between 1500 and 1600, the Empire was invaded without anyone expecting it. The invaders destroyed everything in their path and forced their way into towns and villages, but they never managed to reach the center of the kingdom because of this mountain range.Thinking they were dealing with some form of witchcraft or oth

(Old Carlo) “As far as my old memory can remember…no on ever did…even that blasted Empire can’t do it as fast as we can….”.(Madame Betty) The 2 old generation folks were basking in their memories, naturally they are proud of Aeternum soldiers achievements, and with this it will only lifted Aeternum prestige even more.

“Malachai spent centuries searching for the Memory because he believed possessing the Hollow's accumulated knowledge would make him capable of controlling it.” Malachai, still surrounded by Zenith's healing light, stared at Eamon. “You speak as though you know everything.” “I remember what history chose to preserve.” Malachai laughed bitterly. “History preserves lies.” “Sometimes.” Eamon's gaze hardened. “But not tonight.” He raised his third finger. “Finally came Legacy.” The word settled over the field. I looked at Caelan. “What exactly does Legacy mean?” Eamon didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked at Zenith. “Legacy is not memory.”

"Oh, you thought Duke Zeke was in charge? No, darling, that's me. The Empress rules the kingdom here." "A-a woman in charge?" "Well a pig did fly by my window today." I laughed. "As they do every day. So what did you want to discuss Alpha Hunter? And by the way, do not ever refer to me as Zelda again. I'm an Empress and will be treated as such." "Um...yes, of course Empress Zelda." He nodded, still seeming a little thrown off. "It is the opposite for me, please call me Hunter...it's more intimate that way."

Pellethia then said, “If I had that power, you don’t think…I could somehow…control the more…magical parts of the empire, do you, Aunt Lucy?” Lucianne read about those. The first few emperors were so powerful that everything that was imbued with magic in their empire was at their command because it was in their territory. The Forest of Oderem came after these emperors, so no one knew whether it could be controlled.

Enforcers lead their own crews, my warriors & muscle. The Shadows work separately. Surveillance. Infiltration. Intelligence. They report to me alone. Even the Omegas evolved — Quartermasters, Ciphers, Fixers. Logistics and information win wars just as surely as claws. “Alright, chaos,” I murmur under my breath, “Let’s see what you’re planning today,"