Tersanctus
19-09-2004, 05:20
It had been god-knows-how-long. A nation, a people, an entire land seemed too have slept for an eternity.
The wheels of industry had turned in this sleep. Economy still grew, babes were still born, stomachs were still filled.
But on this night as a shadowy figure moved his way through the Executor's Mansion, the dream of this tyrant would be washed away in blood.
A blade was drawn from a sheath, the light reflected off it, onto the blonde hair of young Christopher, sprawled accross his pillow in slumber.
There was a single stroke, and a large whooshing sound. His head was removed from his body, and placed in a large box.
Afterwards the shadowy figure spoke into a small cell phone..."The package has been delivered, proceed with part two of the plan."
Within fifteen minutes, every military base within Tersanctan shores was overrun with Kungshaoist Templars. The Trisagion Military, were no match for Hardened warriors, those who did not submit too the change of power, were easily swept away as the new government took over.
But who was too lead the new power vacuum? That question was answered within fifteen hours, as a press release was broadcasted on International News.
There, at the office of the Executor, Stood a Tall, Dark stranger. Dressed in a Grey Suit, he wore rimless, stylish glasses.
"It saddens me too say, that on this day, Executor Christopher Dantes, was killed by assassins last night, his head grusomely sent too the Imperial Senate. By a unanimous vote of the Senate, I, Anthony Samuel Bertch, must assume the Executorship of the Tersanctan Empire."
"In the days too come we shall reopen our doors too old friends, and begin talks with old enemies."
With that, being a man of few words, he walked away from the podium.
The wheels of industry had turned in this sleep. Economy still grew, babes were still born, stomachs were still filled.
But on this night as a shadowy figure moved his way through the Executor's Mansion, the dream of this tyrant would be washed away in blood.
A blade was drawn from a sheath, the light reflected off it, onto the blonde hair of young Christopher, sprawled accross his pillow in slumber.
There was a single stroke, and a large whooshing sound. His head was removed from his body, and placed in a large box.
Afterwards the shadowy figure spoke into a small cell phone..."The package has been delivered, proceed with part two of the plan."
Within fifteen minutes, every military base within Tersanctan shores was overrun with Kungshaoist Templars. The Trisagion Military, were no match for Hardened warriors, those who did not submit too the change of power, were easily swept away as the new government took over.
But who was too lead the new power vacuum? That question was answered within fifteen hours, as a press release was broadcasted on International News.
There, at the office of the Executor, Stood a Tall, Dark stranger. Dressed in a Grey Suit, he wore rimless, stylish glasses.
"It saddens me too say, that on this day, Executor Christopher Dantes, was killed by assassins last night, his head grusomely sent too the Imperial Senate. By a unanimous vote of the Senate, I, Anthony Samuel Bertch, must assume the Executorship of the Tersanctan Empire."
"In the days too come we shall reopen our doors too old friends, and begin talks with old enemies."
With that, being a man of few words, he walked away from the podium.