Oh lordy here it isss EMPEROR FERNANDO WITH A BACK STORY ? No waaaay. [BTW I don't care if people will or won't like it im DRAWING this again ๐ฆ
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[You guys obviously don't have to be reading this but I'll be glad if someone does read it since im actually for once somewhat proud of my writing๐งโโ๏ธโจ]
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Around 450 A.C., a young emperor Fernando wanted to restore the glory of a once-mighty empire. He longed to conquer and reclaim the power that had slipped through the hands of his ancestors. Each victory brought him riches, and he displayed them proudly, adding more gold and jewels to his armor after every triumph. Upon his shoulders gleamed blood-red rubies, each symbolizing one of his greatest wars, and in the center of his chest shone a larger one, the emblem of his most devastating conquest.
What was once a beautiful suit of dark blue-tinted armor slowly lost its luster, layer by layer, as it became stained with the blood of countless massacres. After one particularly brutal war, the emperorโs face was forever changed. A deep scar cut across his once-smooth, innocent features, marking him for the cruelty and violence of his deeds.
When he returned home, the servants whispered among themselves. In the flicker of torchlight, the golden wreath upon his head seemed to twist into the shape of devil horns. Thought, they might have been just imagining things, surely.
As years passed, famine spread, and the empire grew restless. The people hungered while their ruler, now older and wiser, began to see the cost of his ambitions. Emperor Fernando decided it was time to protect what remained rather than chase after endless expansion. The royal coffers were nearly empty, and war had drained not only the empireโs gold but also its spirit. He turned instead to his people, choosing to rebuild rather than conquer.
Two decades later, his efforts shone bright.The empire had regained at least half of its former glory. The emperor himself had changed, trading his heavy armor for robes of diplomacy in the gentle light blue of peace. The scar on his face still lingered, a reminder of his youth. In shame, he grew a beard to hide it, hoping the world would remember not the boy driven by bloodlust, but the man who tried to mend what he had broken.
Yet fate was unkind. Neighboring lands began to press against his borders, and enemies grew bolder. Before he could once again rise to defend his people, Fernandoโs strength failed him. He passed his crown to his successor and said his last goodbyes around 470 A.C. to the empire he had both loved and wronged, the empire he had always wished he had cared for better.
[ btw don't, and I really mean it, DON'T look at any grammar mistakes. English is not my first language so lets be nice ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ]
**[This story both changes the reality but also involves some historical parts connected to actual art history such as change of robes, colour and jewlery worn less by 470 as the empire slowly started to fall back into it's unfortunate old rails before collapsing in 476]**
โขGeneral Acacius- solely armor and how the hell it looked like (added more of my own twist to it)
โขSchpood's personality with again armor
โขArt piece: "Titus, Costume for Berenice" by Philippe Chery (used for the idea of diplomacy clothes)
โข Art piece : The Emperor Augustus Rebuking Cornelius Cinna for His Treachery, an 1814 painting by รtienne-Jean Delรฉcluze (again used for the idea of diplomacy clothes)
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