The Emperor Of Mankind の小説・ストーリー

Aiden Wilder POV The morning was draining; the interview was worse than visiting the dentist. The man was looking for drama he didn’t get, he kept poking and probing about Lydia and if I was dating anyone new. Men didn’t care if for shit like that. But the man wouldn’t let up.

The once proud Don then sat in the shadows, unshaven, his eyes sunken, looking like a broken man. Someone stumbled in, his voice filled with despair. "Don… our last restaurants and shipping companies… they're gone too. The banks are calling in debts, and our enemies are already waiting outside." Vincent did not move. He looked like a statue. "And… and…" the man's voice shook as if he might break down. "We just received news… Sofia… she had a miscarriage… in the dungeon…" Vincent's eyes finally moved. Empty. No grief, no anger. Just a hollow, lifeless stillness.

Daegal said; his voice was a murmur in the stillness of the night. "But you're the emperor. Just command him to do what you wish," Naomi shrugged and sat up so they were knee to knee. "Why would he refuse to do your bidding?" "I wish it were that simple. Yes, I am the emperor and it should be easy for me to force him to give us his men but that is not the ruler or leader I want to be. I do not want people to fight for me because they are made to. I want them to fight because they believe in me. Because they want to," he explained.

Introduction/ Author's Note: Must Read! Edrinon - It is the name of the country where the protagonist live. It is a slightly advance scientific world and the highest person in this country is the emperor, which means the Edrinon country is ruled by monarchy. Imperial family - The family of the emperor and it's the highest and well respected family in Edrinon Country. 'This Emperor / This Empress' — This word is used by the Emperor & Empress when he's / She's talking, instead of the word 'I'.

He seemed to be a person who knew a lot of people so if he could help, maybe I could find Fayalite sooner. Now, that I think about it… “You have some dangerous-looking men working for you and they refer to you as boss, including that nurse. What do you do?” I asked. Lansford dropped himself on the bed and put his arms under the back of his head. As he stared at the ceiling, I could see his profile clearly and I must admit, he seemed to be a man sculpted like a god that even by just staring at him on one side, he seemed to be too perfect. But what differentiated him from a god was that I could sense his humanness.

"I thought you said the Emperor did not want to be disturbed?" Inal asked stepping back out of the dark room. "The emperor has gone on a stroll and asked that if anyone comes looking for him I should tell them that he doesn't want to be disturbed," Tiartu said. "Mother, I am glad to have found you here, "Aranar Enlim said. Aranar Enlim was the crown prince and he was just nine years of age. He had been looking around for his mom for a while.

His calm tone contained unquestionable majesty as if he were a celestial being descending to earth! He was also floating in mid-air while speaking. His demeanor was of a supernatural entity of supreme bearing. “We welcome Your Majesty back to the world! Long live the Emperor!” The Insect Ruler knelt on the ground, extremely devout. The Demon Emperor... He was a figure of unparalleled elegance and charm a thousand years ago. He organized, established, and perfected the world of shamanism, pioneering a path for insects and poisons. It was enough to call him the emperor of insect techniques!

The Emperor was jostled in the fervor of the crowd, receiving more than a few bruises and possibly a cracked rib as he tried to exit. In his enthusiasm to leave the crowd, Devrim got off course from his exit. As he searched to get his bearings, the Emperor spotted something that made his heart stop. A little way off in the back of the crowd, a human boy stood watching with his arms crossed. By his sour expression, the boy was very displeased.