A/N: With great thanks to Imrix, Oneiros, and Scia
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The Emperor is dead. Long live the Emperor.
Karl Franz I, only son of Luitpold I, has inherited an Empire beset by enemies both without and within. Barely a man, coddled by allies and mocked by his enemies with no way to know which is which, within him lies the last, best hope against the tides of darkness.
For it is a dark age, a brutal age, an age of eternal war. It is an age of battle and death, of daemons and sorcery, of the...