Enjoy the Taste of Victory While You Can...

Prologue
Niam i wasa ful im oni wal masirub.

Something is changing.

Cambri ul maniki oni typh yi youl.

The only grace is in death.

Cambri ul tiomat oni lyias yi youl.

The only wisdom is in pain.

Cambri ul monocri oni siee yi youl.

The only greatness is in envy.

Cambri ul janabi oni prius yi youl.

The only joy is in spite.

Cambri ul ponpos oni ontrus yi youl.

The only peace is in war.

Siuamo...

Nothing will ever be right again...

Chapter One: The Golden City
High above the rest of the city, Sir Elston looked down upon his empire. The tall man beside him looked concerned. Sir Elston's chief commander squinted beside him, careful not to touch the spikes ridges of Elston's wooden wheelchair.

"Tell me, Monruge, what do you see?" Sir Elston wheeled back to his desk. The pentagonal room was hard to manovere around in but Elston insisted. His desk was specially fitted for him, it was in the shape of a large eagle in flight.

"A lot of simple minded people, sir," Commander Monruge adjusted his bronze helmet, prefectly so that it caught the light.

"Indeed," Sir Elston stroked his black goatee.

Fifty years ago Monruge would have answered: "many buzzy little bees", but this was not fifty years ago. The city of Kandoro was magnificent. The gates were all golden, the sunlight struck it at the most perfect of times! All the houses were made from the most spectacular marble and the doors of the rarest woods. But the city had a darkside. High above most houses was the domain of the city's leader, Sir Warson Elston III of Bloodlight. The Elstons from Bloodlight ruled the city for several centuries, expanding the size of it. Two thousand years ago it was none other than a tiny little village, but now it streched from the Eastern Hill to the Western Hill.

"Now tell me, who is in charge of these simple minded people?" Sir Elston had a menacing look in his eye. Yes; eye. Elston had an eyepatch, it was rumoured his other eye was made from gold but this far from the truth.

"You, sir," Monruge quickly said. He did not yet know why he was called for this meeting.

"So are you saying I am the leader of simple minded people?"

"N-no sir....."

"You do know that lying is punishable by death don't you?"

Monruge gulped. "Sorry sir...."

"Sorry?"

"........."

"I think it is about time we hire a new captain, don't you?"

"Um......"

"I say commander, you are acting in a less than honorificabilitudinitatibus,"