Fall of the empire. Chapter 1 ~ The beginning of the end. I sit in my golden throne, my blade in my hand. A peasant bows before me, shall I spare him? Or shall I just leave him to die? I look at my blade, hundreds of lives have been taken, by this one blade. I tighten my grip on it, and raise it above the peasent's head. He covers his face in shame, his family are in the room. I think about it for another second, and then lower the blade. "I shall not kill a fool," I say, loudly and deep, "I only kill all who are against my Knigdoms. Not fools who steal food. Send him away! I have more important things to do!" The peasant thanks me. And leaves with his family. I sigh, and look at my blade once more. Will the gods forgive me for killing so many people, to save my kingdom? Suddenly, the messenger rushes in the room. He sweats, I can see it on his forehead. "Majesty," The messenger cries, "Lord Kim Liu has sent me to tell you, that his army is growing fastly. What used to be mercinaries are now official soldiers. "He also says, that you should surrender now, or you shall kill yourself by letting your land get destroyed!" I was filled with rage and said, irritatedly, "How dare he?! Does he not know who crushed his men when they tried to trick us, with the mercenaries that had the carriage to get inside the kingdom?!" The messenger looked at me, nervously. He knew what this ment.... WAR!!!!