Emperor of Steel

A marble square in the center of the stars, at the edge of the abyss.

Among the gods, there was a man standing in a place called the Watcher of Dimensions and called himself the Lord.

The Watcher was looking up at the stars.

It seemed like he was observing the countless events which were taking place in those stars.

At one point, someone stood in front of the young man’s eyes.

At the same time, the movement of the universe stopped as if the time itself stopped.

“His thread of fate has been twisted.”

A second twist.

The first one was made by the one who gave the man a second chance to live after 500 years.

“This will help overcome the immediate crisis. But his Karma is so piled up that one day he’ll have to pay for it, what will he do then?”

Karma had a repulsive nature.

Even if the immediate fate was dodged and the crisis was avoided, one day, a bigger crisis will come along the way.

And the ones who break the threads of fate would always suffer more.

“Huh, I wonder how that woman will look in the future.”

The stars which stopped began to move again, and Watcher once again began to observe everyone.

Quite some time had passed.

Woong!

The light began to split in the empty space, and a white-haired knight in his early thirties, wearing jewels and golden armor, appeared in front.

However, his identity as a knight was strange.

Blood and flesh all over his armor as if he had just been revived from battle, and his eyes were full of madness.

“Where is this? Where is the power of time?”

Watcher didn’t answer the question of the white-haired knight.

Watcher, who looked at the man, soon gave a thin smile.

“I see. You got a chance since the kid twisted space and time. But there is no chance for…”

“What did you say? Who are you? Who do you think you are talking with such a face?”

When asked by the white-haired knight, The Watcher answered the obvious.

“Rudolf de Baroque. The ‘last’ Emperor of Baroque Empire.”

The word ‘last’ was emphasized by Watcher, and the white-haired knight, well, Rudolf stayed still.

But he couldn’t talk back. He was the real last one.

When the Imperial Magic Tower wizards managed to barely operate the ruins under the palace, the enemy troops had already defeated the central army and the Knights of Guards who were defending the capital were close to the palace.

Although Rudolf himself led the Knights of Guard, he couldn’t stay back.

Watcher spoke to Rudolf, who was holding the sword in his hand.

“I will acknowledge your commitment. For the tremendous knowledge, one would need to interpret the ruins and operate it in such a short period of time.”

“Shut up! Shut up! What the hell are you talking?”

“I know everything. You are trying to get back your lost family and the Imperial family by the power of time. My heart feels sorry for your family, but you have been hurting way too many innocent people to fulfill that wish.”

Rudolf felt like he had been stabbed in heart at the words of Watcher, he was shocked yet angry which made him wield his sword.

“You won’t give my wishes. then I will take what I need!”

“Do you know who I am and to whom you are acting this rude?”

“Huh, what use would knowing do? It has nothing to do with me if you are the God’s remnants or the demons, I fear no one! I have been abandoned by both God and the Devil!”

“You have abandoned yourself.”

Rudolf, who was enraged at the stern words from Watcher, raised Hyper Aura from his sword.

Wooong!

It was far stronger than the warrior Rakan’s, and its light reached everywhere, but Watcher didn’t blink.

“Go ahead and give me the power of time. Otherwise…”

The moment Rudolf was speaking, a gold staff struck Rudolf’s figure and he disappeared.

He went back to the real world.

“Tch, tch, this one and that one, people are coming randomly… they need to do better in the future.”

Grunting, Watcher turned to the stars and continued his mission.