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I am surprised she not able to get a Administration or Bureaucracy domain.
My Life as Mordred in Warhammer World After Training on Earth Bet
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I would love to see an omake of that one. If only because we finally get to see Mordred take a victory lap around the other kings and her dad that yes, she can do a better job at being both a king and still be a good human being at the same time. And have canon Mordred and Mordred have a new idol to aspire towards.
Honestly, there's only two reasons that she doesn't. One is I want to avoid bloating her divine portfolio as it could quickly spiral out of control and wind up with Mordred, The Goddess of all that is, was, and shall be. And two, both Mordred in universe and I, the author are trying really hard to avoid stuff that can be used to declare Mordred empress/queen/whatever of the gods because that also would rapidly spiral out of control faster than a shonen anime.
Edit: Thinking more on it, there's another reason actually. I feel that adding more domains to Mordred is rather pointless since if she was doing it enough to become a domain than she was already so bullshit at it that anything boost from a domain doesn't really add anything besides "Woo! I am now at Infinity +1!"
Me too.
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Can she not impart it to one his sons or grandchildren?
GeekGod_of_Speed
He Who Enjoys The Big Words
Doesn't most of that sentence define most versions of Arthur/Arturia?
I'm pretty sure that they could've gone without sleep with either Caliburn or Avalon nearby
"Manifested Divine Powers" is literally Excalibur
I suppose, the main difference that pops to mind is that Artoria became inhuman from her "perfection" which caused humanity to reject her because rejecting those that aren't like us is what humans do, see generic high school social dynamics for further information, while Mordred was just so good at her job that people willingly overlook her flaws like that coworker who has annoying quirks but is very good at what they do so you put up with it. Despite all of SI-Mordred's Mary Sue traits, I think, and hope, I've done enough to show that she isn't perfect and that plenty of people in universe acknowledge that.
In the end, it was Artoria rejecting her humanity for her pursuit of being the perfect ruler that caused her problems rather than lack of capability. She could have been a good, even great ruler whose rule and line lasted many years if she hadn't been obsessed with the ideal of being perfect. A ruler, let alone the perfect ruler, needs to be able to connect their people on some level and be at least somewhat personable but no one trusts a perfect person because there is no such thing so they must be hiding some dark and sinister secret. Which in my mind, is how canon Mordred found so many people willing to rebel, everyone already housed a seed of doubt and distrust in Artoria which was forged from her own attempts at perfection.
Do you mean Mordred somehow passing down a domain? I suppose it happens in mythology but I'm not sure how I feel about creating a whole pantheon out Mordred and her descendants, I don't think I'm going to touch that, too many moving parts for me to screw up. I also doubt adding more domains to Mordred will really do much for the story. I mean woo... She got even more overpowered than ever before and can doing things she was already doing at mindbogglingly speed and skill even faster and better now.
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She is after all passing the bureaucratic part to her son. Plus she have blood relationship with him and he carry divinity. So getting capabilities and specialist power related to bureaucracy not that hard.
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What's this about in the context of Warhammer? Did Perry Jakeson get accused of stealing the God-Empress magical bolt for his godly father, Manann?
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Johen: "Phew! Finally done with all that paperwork! Off I go to have f..."
Johen: *gains domain of 'The Dark Arts of Bureaucracy'!"
Johen: "....Fffffffffffff.... No, this will not stand. REVENGE!!!"
GeekGod_of_Speed
He Who Enjoys The Big Words
I think the only other power you could have fun with her learning/growing with would be technology, their are a few universe where either she'd be low enough on the totem pole to have her abilities suppressed, thinking stuff like Marvel, DC, Star Trek (cause of the Q)
Universes where magic either doesn't work or was removed/suppressed/rejected Dr Who, Nasuverse (could be an interesting return/troll story),
Star Wars could work well as she could have to suppress her domains as tapping into a universe spanning psionic field could overload her a bunch and if she doesn't use her massive "fuck off" techniques she could have a load of fun just exploring/conquering a galaxy
Honestly you've taken mordred's standard abilities to the max (magic,swordplay, body strength) it should be fun to enforce her to try new things to just expand which classes she could ever be summoned as
Captain_Saint
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we need a beach episode
Lol, I was hoping someone would comment on that because even if Mordred wanted to, the people in WHF just don't have anywhere near the references for modern tech or an entirely foreign pantheon. It would probably be set right before or during a time of great conflict in the distant past probably in the old empire so that it avoids current politics. It would probably be a combined pantheon of the old empire and Kislev deities with the Kislev deities kind of being relegated off to the side much like Hades and his group was in Percy Jackson. Damn, I'm not going to put much more thought into it because now I kind of want to see someone do an actual story like that.
Hmmm....
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You are an intelligent man with great wisdom and a thorough understanding of what is truly important in life. +1 Insight.
Forgot to comment on the chapter itself.
Honestly? For someone looking forward to the Warhammer actions, it's not the best there is. Too much slice of life and not enough battles. Too much tell and not enough show. For goodness's sake, the war against the fucking rats was mostly relegated to a few lines when it could have been the main topic. And I was sad and disappointed, even though I should have expected better after Malekith and Morathi got killed offscreen.
Yes, I know their deaths was shown. It still counts. A few lines of speech and then dying an unceremoniously in a chapter is an offscreen death.
This was a lot less of Warhammer fanfic and more of a Mordred slice of life isekai. I honestly don't have any problems with the slice of life isekai part, hell it's actually quite good, but I expected more war from a Warhammer fic, dammit!
Thank you for this feedback, it really made me think.
For being primarily warhammer, this story doesn't have a lot of war or even combat in it, does it? I think part of that comes from my desire to not stress characters I'm attached to and for only generally positive things to happen to them, which obviously means things like war which causes problems and stressful environments aren't something I like spending time on which is a reason why I don't spend much time writing that stuff. Another part is that this story is called My Life As Mordred and it is mostly centered on telling Mordred's side of things even if I have branched out a lot more with this latest arc.
I think another piece that contributes is that this is my first story, before this all I had was maybe ten thousand words of written story in spread across half a dozen google docs. Now I have a 110k word count on a story I've been writing for over ten months, my ability to write has improved in leaps and bounds over what I was capable of doing when I first started, I no longer avoid writing dialogue like the plague, it's crazy. But that also means that for the first half the story, I wasn't very confident in my ability to write details like a in depth campaign or war, preferring to give an overview of it all and focus on other things I was more confident about, like talking about the neat things being invented or how there is a MANpower shortage going.
What happened in this latest chapter with the skaven was that I was trying to show that they were being slowly dealt with and hadn't fallen to the wayside. I hadn't really thought about how it could have been it's own thing since it didn't feel all that much smaller than my usual combat scenes but in hindsight, I really wrote more about the relationship dynamic than the actual combat there.
There are a few more wars to be fought so I'll try to put the War in Warhammer again.
TL;DR, I agree and will try to do better.
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You know, the rest of us think your doing fine and are enjoying the world-building and story going on. If you wana pop off more fighting, have fun. But don't wreck the story for "that guy"
There's always someone bitching about not enough conflict or it's not how they want it written.
There's always someone bitching about not enough conflict or it's not how they want it written.
I wouldn't call it bitching, more like pointing out that I've been doing the equivalent of making a blow'em up action film with no explosions and great story. They enjoy the story just fine but the entire premise implied explosions and I didn't fulfill that part.
Edit: So when I get around to the next war section, I'll try to expand upon it and do more with it than Mordred/one of the twins came, saw, and slaughtered.
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in fairness to them mordred is a fight junky and she is half mordred.
GeekGod_of_Speed
He Who Enjoys The Big Words
Yeah I reckon that'll make the story better, but don't fall into a trap and have them holding back too much otherwise there won't be any suspense
I don't know much about war hammer lore, but I can't think of any characters that can actually challenge them beyond just using more numbers
The other gods might work but probably won't as Mordred has so many combat applicable domains
She is goddess of lightning, there is a reason why gods of storms are among the top three of their pantheons combine that with the Magic Domain and she has breadth of abilities and raw power
Thats not even counting her Dragon Domain which should just act as a force multiplier
Chapter Five - Arc Four
Chapter Five, The Passing of The Torch.
I tilted my head to the side, completely avoiding Ness's spear thrust. Twisting my head, I literally bit Alfonso's sword in half, I felt a bit of glee and guilt as I did so, breaking the sword was unnecessary and a bit mean but I absolutely loved to pull that off but rarely did so since I was too scared of catching a disease or something from allowing anything skaven, greenskin, or Chaos near my mouth.
I bent backwards and kicked up, deflecting Salvo and Sandra's attacks into each other, causing them to tumble to the ground in a mess. I snapped my fingers and sent out a flash of lightning that blew apart Chase, Dash, and Fortune's combined spell and caused Artoria to smack into the ground as her muscles spasmed from the remaining energy behind the blast. With my other hand, I bitch slapped Karl away as he attempted to stab me in the back.
I then turned to the side and grabbed Nessa's second spear thrust, I yanked it forward, causing her to let go from past experience of me using that to demolish her. Unfortunately, she hadn't taken my advice for carrying a backup weapon so I made sure to point out the error in that logic by smacking her around a bit with the pole of her spear before I threw it butt first into the newly rearmed Alfonso's stomach, making him join his cousins on the ground. I clapped my hands together and raised them above my head before bringing them down on Artoria as she tried to tackle me from the side, leaving only the mage triplets standing.
"We surrender!" Fortune shouted as said triplets realized they were squishy mages without a single meatshield left and trying to beat me with magic was futile at best. Sadly for them, they had been trying to skirt around learning melee combat as much as possible so I had arranged something for today's lesson.
"No surrender today, remember? All of you agreed to that rule before we started, fight to the very last!" I reminded them as I stalked forward, moving with what probably seemed like predatory grace judging by the panic and terror the trio wore on their faces.
To their credit, they straightened up and attempted to get me with another combined spell but they should know better than to try to fight the goddess of magic with magic. I walked through the resulting inferno like a cool autumn day, grinning like mad. Fortune lifted her war axe up in a subpar stance while her two brothers drew their dual swords and readied an even worse pair of stances that made me wince just looking at them. This was why I made sure there would be no getting away with hiding behind their five half siblings and single cousin.
It was even more one sided than when I tore through the other six. They lasted a few seconds at the most and only because I toyed with them a bit, driving home their lacking capabilities by moving at the same speed as they did and using only the most textbook of textbook moves to tear their defense apart. Fortune lasted twice as long but only because her choice of weaponry was far simpler and easier to learn and use compared to the other triplets' choices.
"And that's the end of this round. Congratulations on a new record everyone, an entire three minutes flat, The longest you've lasted yet!" I said cheerfully, to the despair and groans of my grandchildren.
"Now for everyone's favorite part, commenting on your performance. Alfonso, I would apologize for breaking your sword but I've told you that standard steel just doesn't work for this level of fighting, I'm willing to pay for a replacement or even make you a new one but as much as I know you like steel, your life is more important than how your weapon looks.
That said, you and Nessa did well in your combination attack, timing could have been better but I know that you, Alfonso can't really meet up with your cousins very often to practice so well done. That leads me to Salvo and Sandra. I'm not quite sure how the two of you manage to bungle your attacks so much when you are normally so much more intune with each other, I recommend getting your siblings or a few soldiers to serve as opponents and spending at least ten hours a week sparring against them as a pair, as the saying goes, practice makes perfect." I paused here so they could process the information I was throwing at them and get the nods of acceptance I was looking for. Alfonso was very reluctant to give up his obsession with steel weaponry but I eventually got the nod I was looking for.
"Good. Karl, sneak attacks are great, I agree but you would have better served trying to hit me with that musket of yours, getting up close and personal just meant I could hear every snap of a twig and crunch of a leaf under your foot. Not to mention, you already did that exact same tactic on me a couple hours ago with very little variation, that's just lazy, I know you can do better than that, you didn't even time your attack with one of the others.
Artoria, I know your instincts can interfere with your judgment but come on, you know Mana Burst, you are even the only one of you that does since your father finally grew a pair of balls and told me not to teach any of you hellions how to do it, your sword is even specially built for its usage but you abandoned it so you could TACKLE me? You didn't even use Mana Burst to get closer, which would have at least given you a second chance at redemption since I wouldn't have quite enough time to get ready for your tackle like I did. Good job on recovering so quickly from that lightning though, it would have taken you much longer a few months ago."
Once more I paused to let them absorb what I was saying, Karl was wincing in response to my wording, being called lazy like that generally meant extra special fun times with one or more of his parents for a couple months until he got it drilled into his head that there was a reason multiple tactics exist.
Artoria grimaced, knowing that her screw up was her own fault, she couldn't have not realized that sneaking out on her weekly meditations would weaken her tight control on her many instincts. She had done amazingly with dealing with the many complications of being a child of a demigod, dark elves, a black dragon, dark magic, and daemons but as a teenager, it must really chaff at being forced to toe the line day in and day out without pause or rapidly lose her hard earned control over the many and some times wildly conflicting instincts she was born with.
"Finally, Chase, Dash, and Fortune. The three of you really do make a great team of mages but while your speed is acceptable for artillery mages, it is not nearly fast enough for how little power it gives you for short ranged combat. That last fireball could have been cast individually without barely any power loss while giving you an output of three instead of one. Some serious refinement is needed in how you three cast spells together to really give you the most for your effort. Come by my study tomorrow and I will have something for the three of you to use together.
In addition, even if you are specializing in magic, lasting three seconds, or in Fortune's case, six, in melee is just terrible. While I won't be making mandatory this time, if you don't reach at least twenty seconds each or a total of sixty then I will be forced to tell your parents that you need daily training on the subject until you can survive sixty seconds by yourselves each AND five minutes together. Understand? If the three of you put even a third of your time into training with your weapons that you do into magic, then you should be able to reach my requirements easily." I told the triplets, taking a harsh stance on their negligence but it was needed.
Seriously, they only put in a couple hours each week to maintain their weapon skills and two of them had very complex styles that needed a lot of work to use properly! Fortunately, heh, their sister Fortune might be able to carry her brothers if one or both failed to do their part like their eye rolls and disregard was telling me. They also needed to spend more time practicing their combat spells instead of figuring out creative uses for utility and joke spells but that was a lesser issue to their very lacking melee skills.
"Alright! You all are dismissed for today, go get cleaned up, celebrate your freedom from your grandma's clutches since we won't be having another practice until the next Week of Me, what with the coronation coming up. Can't have all of you show up exhausted and covered in dirt and sweat now can we?" I got a few eye rolls at my joke but come on, how many can say that they have an entire week dedicated to them?
Still, I watched the nine of them stumble off to clean up and get some well deserved rest. I couldn't help but feel pride in how far they had come, three minutes might not be much but it was twice as long as last year's record and I was confident that they would once again blow that record out of the water next year.
I stood atop the long flight of stairs that my throne sat on, watching as Johen in full regal garb strode across the packed room to me. I was fully decked out as well for this ceremony, can't just wear pants and a T-shirt to the coronation ceremony of the emperor after all. The rest of our growing family was here as well, most of them were too young to really understand what was going but Artoria and the other newly teenaged grandkids were excited to see history in the making. Well, most of them, a few like Nessa, Fortune, Dash, and Chase were disappointed in not becoming princesses and princes but we were able to set them straight, or close enough anyways.
Other people in the crowd consisted of members of nobility, both human and dwarf, a few high elf ambassadors, and a sprinkling of ambassadors from neighboring nations that haven't declared Drachenreich persona non grata over what happened over twenty years ago. Bretonnia was still killing every would be worshiper of me that crossed into their borders to this day.
Holy shit this was a long walk, Johen had been practically power walking across the room and was only now reaching the base of the stairs. Thankfully, it didn't take nearly as long for him to reach me atop the stairs as it did for him to walk across the room. I turned to the audience and finally began the official transfer of power.
"We are gathered here today for a momentous occasion. On this day, I pass down the crown to my heir, I have bared witness to his character and the trials life brought upon him from birth to thirty years of age and from them I am assured that he will be able to protect my people, guide them through difficulty, and bring prosperity to them in the years to come. That he will stand strong and loyal to my allies and deliver defeat upon my enemies." With that, I gently picked up the crown from my own head and turned to my now kneeling son, damn brat knew I couldn't reach the top of his head if he didn't.
I slowly and gently placed the crown on his head. From there I watched as Johen elegantly stood back up and turned to accept a crown that perfectly matched the one I placed on his head from me. I stepped back a bit and allowed Luciana to stand across from her husband on the platform. I stood as if a priest officiating a wedding and spoke once more.
"At my heir's side for nearly as long as he has lived, has been his wife. I have witnessed her support and wisdom and know them to be good. I have seen her own efforts in her fields of expertise and found both skill and worth in them. She is one of the most loyal persons I know and to him and him alone, surpassing what some would call the correct order of priorities. Now I shall bear witness as she stands alongside my heir as they lead Drachenreich into the future." As I spoke, Johen lowered the crown unto her head and then she stood back up, just as elegantly as her husband had.
"I present to you, the Emperor and Empress of Drachenreich! Long may they rule!" I declared as grandly as I could, saluting the two of them as required by a member of the imperial family greeting the reigning emperor and or empress in a formal event. Not something we actually enforced but it did add some symbolic weight to my words, letting those in the audience know that I was in fact recognizing them as the true emperor and empress and that I was no longer such.
''''Long may they rule!""" Deafening was the only word that could describe the response from the kneeling audience. Well, most of them were kneeling, those from other nations and races did a variety of gestures of respect instead.
I walked off towards a corner and watched as my son and his wife engaged their subjects and allies, now no longer as mere prince and wife but as emperor and empress. I couldn't help but feel as if a massive weight was taken off my shoulders now that I was no longer empress and had my freedom back after I gave it up in response to my follower's exilement from their homeland. Funny how that had no longer mattered in decades now.
"You seem relieved, was there expectations of disquiet from you stepping down Empress?" Asked King Truefist, having approached from behind.
I shook my head and said to him, "well yes but not something I was concerned about. There are some that see this as a sign of weakness in either myself or Drachenreich as a whole but as I said in my speech, I am sure that my son will do well regardless of what comes. Instead, my relief comes from no longer having to carry the heavy burden of rulership that I have long resented."
He looked surprised at my words, I wasn't sure why, I did my duty but I figured it was clear to all that my heart wasn't in it.
"You resented your rulership? With how much time most umgi fighting amongst each other for control, it is surprising to find out that the greatest among them desired nothing more than to give it up." He said, stroking his beard thoughtfully.
"Heh, yes, that is quite true. But despite the great delight I took in being able to prove my father wrong in rejecting me as his heir, there was very little I enjoyed about being chained to a throne. I have always been a free spirit and the bindings of duty chaff like nothing else to me. But at the same time, much like you dwarfs, I absolutely refuse to do my duties shoddily or even worse, abandon the duties I willingly swore myself to. So I did my duty and built a foundation for whoever would take over from me.
While many haven't seem to notice it, much of my drive and passion as a ruler have long since run out and I spent much of the last two decades maintaining the status quo rather than progressing like I should have been. A human nation can't remain stagnant for too long or it begins to rot and crumble, much like the old empire did and we both know a return to that would be disastrous for not just mankind but you dwarfs and to a lesser extent, the elves..
I am sure that I could have held on for several more decades, maybe a century or two but I believe this to be a much better option than risking what I might have done if stuck in a duty I cared so little for. With this, I have the freedom to do as I will and go as I will. Though, of course, I will leave methods to contact me if they have need of me but as I said earlier, I trust the two of them to handle things without me." I replied, rambling some as I finally got this off my chest.
"What do you plan to do with your new found freedom then? There are many foes that you could vanquish with your overwhelming might and I have heard that you took up smithing some time ago and I know you often tinker with your magical nonsense from time to time, will you be furthering your mastery in those? And don't you start with that nonsense about limited time again! I know that your family doesn't age like most umgi do, so running out of time isn't a problem that is going to affect you soon, possibly never if your cult has anything to say." The King of Karak Drazh asked pointedly with a raised eyebrow.
Ah yeah, my cult which was easily the most worshiped religion on this side of the world. Nearly every country that hadn't outlawed my cult now had a large minority or small majority worshiping me and in Drachenreich it was far more common to meet someone who worshiped me than it was not to.
"I'm not quite sure, there are a few large projects I've been thinking about but couldn't justify spending my time on that I will definitely want to work on and finish but afterwards I'm thinking that I will do some traveling, perhaps a year or two of leisure at some point before I get bored of sitting around and go off in search of something to do. The choices are many and as you said, I have quite a lot of free time now that I might just get to do it all." I said shrugging, much to his grumbling.
I figured I'd get grumbled at because of the lack of forethought I put into it, not very dwarf like my so called plans. Even dwarf slayers had more direction than that and they just looked for the biggest and meanest enemy to kill and be killed by. Eh, not like I needed to put much thought into anymore, my schedule was much more flexible these days.
We stood in silence for a while longer before the dwarf king quietly said, "it feels like the end of an era has occurred now that you have stepped down."
I turned to him and said just as quietly, "perhaps, but what may be an ending, may also be a beginning and I feel like this is going to be a good one."
End of Arc Four.
AN: When I first started this chapter, I wasn't sure what to write but I think I got the vibe I wanted down, let me know if you feel the coronation was too sudden, I've been planning to do the hand off for RL months now but I'm worried that I didn't set down enough flags leading up to it.
This arc did not at all turn out like I had planned but I think it was for the best, I had this whole plan to blitz through some 200 years of stuff going on so that I could do my grand finale but in hindsight that probably wouldn't have been very good.
Arc Five is (supposed to) go over some of Johen's rule, a war I'm not sure if any of you will see coming or perhaps it is too obvious either way I'm not saying, Mordred's life as part time Murder Hobo and part time chiefSCIENCE magic person, maybe a beach episode, and finish off with the grand finale of the story.
I tilted my head to the side, completely avoiding Ness's spear thrust. Twisting my head, I literally bit Alfonso's sword in half, I felt a bit of glee and guilt as I did so, breaking the sword was unnecessary and a bit mean but I absolutely loved to pull that off but rarely did so since I was too scared of catching a disease or something from allowing anything skaven, greenskin, or Chaos near my mouth.
I bent backwards and kicked up, deflecting Salvo and Sandra's attacks into each other, causing them to tumble to the ground in a mess. I snapped my fingers and sent out a flash of lightning that blew apart Chase, Dash, and Fortune's combined spell and caused Artoria to smack into the ground as her muscles spasmed from the remaining energy behind the blast. With my other hand, I bitch slapped Karl away as he attempted to stab me in the back.
I then turned to the side and grabbed Nessa's second spear thrust, I yanked it forward, causing her to let go from past experience of me using that to demolish her. Unfortunately, she hadn't taken my advice for carrying a backup weapon so I made sure to point out the error in that logic by smacking her around a bit with the pole of her spear before I threw it butt first into the newly rearmed Alfonso's stomach, making him join his cousins on the ground. I clapped my hands together and raised them above my head before bringing them down on Artoria as she tried to tackle me from the side, leaving only the mage triplets standing.
"We surrender!" Fortune shouted as said triplets realized they were squishy mages without a single meatshield left and trying to beat me with magic was futile at best. Sadly for them, they had been trying to skirt around learning melee combat as much as possible so I had arranged something for today's lesson.
"No surrender today, remember? All of you agreed to that rule before we started, fight to the very last!" I reminded them as I stalked forward, moving with what probably seemed like predatory grace judging by the panic and terror the trio wore on their faces.
To their credit, they straightened up and attempted to get me with another combined spell but they should know better than to try to fight the goddess of magic with magic. I walked through the resulting inferno like a cool autumn day, grinning like mad. Fortune lifted her war axe up in a subpar stance while her two brothers drew their dual swords and readied an even worse pair of stances that made me wince just looking at them. This was why I made sure there would be no getting away with hiding behind their five half siblings and single cousin.
It was even more one sided than when I tore through the other six. They lasted a few seconds at the most and only because I toyed with them a bit, driving home their lacking capabilities by moving at the same speed as they did and using only the most textbook of textbook moves to tear their defense apart. Fortune lasted twice as long but only because her choice of weaponry was far simpler and easier to learn and use compared to the other triplets' choices.
"And that's the end of this round. Congratulations on a new record everyone, an entire three minutes flat, The longest you've lasted yet!" I said cheerfully, to the despair and groans of my grandchildren.
"Now for everyone's favorite part, commenting on your performance. Alfonso, I would apologize for breaking your sword but I've told you that standard steel just doesn't work for this level of fighting, I'm willing to pay for a replacement or even make you a new one but as much as I know you like steel, your life is more important than how your weapon looks.
That said, you and Nessa did well in your combination attack, timing could have been better but I know that you, Alfonso can't really meet up with your cousins very often to practice so well done. That leads me to Salvo and Sandra. I'm not quite sure how the two of you manage to bungle your attacks so much when you are normally so much more intune with each other, I recommend getting your siblings or a few soldiers to serve as opponents and spending at least ten hours a week sparring against them as a pair, as the saying goes, practice makes perfect." I paused here so they could process the information I was throwing at them and get the nods of acceptance I was looking for. Alfonso was very reluctant to give up his obsession with steel weaponry but I eventually got the nod I was looking for.
"Good. Karl, sneak attacks are great, I agree but you would have better served trying to hit me with that musket of yours, getting up close and personal just meant I could hear every snap of a twig and crunch of a leaf under your foot. Not to mention, you already did that exact same tactic on me a couple hours ago with very little variation, that's just lazy, I know you can do better than that, you didn't even time your attack with one of the others.
Artoria, I know your instincts can interfere with your judgment but come on, you know Mana Burst, you are even the only one of you that does since your father finally grew a pair of balls and told me not to teach any of you hellions how to do it, your sword is even specially built for its usage but you abandoned it so you could TACKLE me? You didn't even use Mana Burst to get closer, which would have at least given you a second chance at redemption since I wouldn't have quite enough time to get ready for your tackle like I did. Good job on recovering so quickly from that lightning though, it would have taken you much longer a few months ago."
Once more I paused to let them absorb what I was saying, Karl was wincing in response to my wording, being called lazy like that generally meant extra special fun times with one or more of his parents for a couple months until he got it drilled into his head that there was a reason multiple tactics exist.
Artoria grimaced, knowing that her screw up was her own fault, she couldn't have not realized that sneaking out on her weekly meditations would weaken her tight control on her many instincts. She had done amazingly with dealing with the many complications of being a child of a demigod, dark elves, a black dragon, dark magic, and daemons but as a teenager, it must really chaff at being forced to toe the line day in and day out without pause or rapidly lose her hard earned control over the many and some times wildly conflicting instincts she was born with.
"Finally, Chase, Dash, and Fortune. The three of you really do make a great team of mages but while your speed is acceptable for artillery mages, it is not nearly fast enough for how little power it gives you for short ranged combat. That last fireball could have been cast individually without barely any power loss while giving you an output of three instead of one. Some serious refinement is needed in how you three cast spells together to really give you the most for your effort. Come by my study tomorrow and I will have something for the three of you to use together.
In addition, even if you are specializing in magic, lasting three seconds, or in Fortune's case, six, in melee is just terrible. While I won't be making mandatory this time, if you don't reach at least twenty seconds each or a total of sixty then I will be forced to tell your parents that you need daily training on the subject until you can survive sixty seconds by yourselves each AND five minutes together. Understand? If the three of you put even a third of your time into training with your weapons that you do into magic, then you should be able to reach my requirements easily." I told the triplets, taking a harsh stance on their negligence but it was needed.
Seriously, they only put in a couple hours each week to maintain their weapon skills and two of them had very complex styles that needed a lot of work to use properly! Fortunately, heh, their sister Fortune might be able to carry her brothers if one or both failed to do their part like their eye rolls and disregard was telling me. They also needed to spend more time practicing their combat spells instead of figuring out creative uses for utility and joke spells but that was a lesser issue to their very lacking melee skills.
"Alright! You all are dismissed for today, go get cleaned up, celebrate your freedom from your grandma's clutches since we won't be having another practice until the next Week of Me, what with the coronation coming up. Can't have all of you show up exhausted and covered in dirt and sweat now can we?" I got a few eye rolls at my joke but come on, how many can say that they have an entire week dedicated to them?
Still, I watched the nine of them stumble off to clean up and get some well deserved rest. I couldn't help but feel pride in how far they had come, three minutes might not be much but it was twice as long as last year's record and I was confident that they would once again blow that record out of the water next year.
I stood atop the long flight of stairs that my throne sat on, watching as Johen in full regal garb strode across the packed room to me. I was fully decked out as well for this ceremony, can't just wear pants and a T-shirt to the coronation ceremony of the emperor after all. The rest of our growing family was here as well, most of them were too young to really understand what was going but Artoria and the other newly teenaged grandkids were excited to see history in the making. Well, most of them, a few like Nessa, Fortune, Dash, and Chase were disappointed in not becoming princesses and princes but we were able to set them straight, or close enough anyways.
Other people in the crowd consisted of members of nobility, both human and dwarf, a few high elf ambassadors, and a sprinkling of ambassadors from neighboring nations that haven't declared Drachenreich persona non grata over what happened over twenty years ago. Bretonnia was still killing every would be worshiper of me that crossed into their borders to this day.
Holy shit this was a long walk, Johen had been practically power walking across the room and was only now reaching the base of the stairs. Thankfully, it didn't take nearly as long for him to reach me atop the stairs as it did for him to walk across the room. I turned to the audience and finally began the official transfer of power.
"We are gathered here today for a momentous occasion. On this day, I pass down the crown to my heir, I have bared witness to his character and the trials life brought upon him from birth to thirty years of age and from them I am assured that he will be able to protect my people, guide them through difficulty, and bring prosperity to them in the years to come. That he will stand strong and loyal to my allies and deliver defeat upon my enemies." With that, I gently picked up the crown from my own head and turned to my now kneeling son, damn brat knew I couldn't reach the top of his head if he didn't.
I slowly and gently placed the crown on his head. From there I watched as Johen elegantly stood back up and turned to accept a crown that perfectly matched the one I placed on his head from me. I stepped back a bit and allowed Luciana to stand across from her husband on the platform. I stood as if a priest officiating a wedding and spoke once more.
"At my heir's side for nearly as long as he has lived, has been his wife. I have witnessed her support and wisdom and know them to be good. I have seen her own efforts in her fields of expertise and found both skill and worth in them. She is one of the most loyal persons I know and to him and him alone, surpassing what some would call the correct order of priorities. Now I shall bear witness as she stands alongside my heir as they lead Drachenreich into the future." As I spoke, Johen lowered the crown unto her head and then she stood back up, just as elegantly as her husband had.
"I present to you, the Emperor and Empress of Drachenreich! Long may they rule!" I declared as grandly as I could, saluting the two of them as required by a member of the imperial family greeting the reigning emperor and or empress in a formal event. Not something we actually enforced but it did add some symbolic weight to my words, letting those in the audience know that I was in fact recognizing them as the true emperor and empress and that I was no longer such.
''''Long may they rule!""" Deafening was the only word that could describe the response from the kneeling audience. Well, most of them were kneeling, those from other nations and races did a variety of gestures of respect instead.
I walked off towards a corner and watched as my son and his wife engaged their subjects and allies, now no longer as mere prince and wife but as emperor and empress. I couldn't help but feel as if a massive weight was taken off my shoulders now that I was no longer empress and had my freedom back after I gave it up in response to my follower's exilement from their homeland. Funny how that had no longer mattered in decades now.
"You seem relieved, was there expectations of disquiet from you stepping down Empress?" Asked King Truefist, having approached from behind.
I shook my head and said to him, "well yes but not something I was concerned about. There are some that see this as a sign of weakness in either myself or Drachenreich as a whole but as I said in my speech, I am sure that my son will do well regardless of what comes. Instead, my relief comes from no longer having to carry the heavy burden of rulership that I have long resented."
He looked surprised at my words, I wasn't sure why, I did my duty but I figured it was clear to all that my heart wasn't in it.
"You resented your rulership? With how much time most umgi fighting amongst each other for control, it is surprising to find out that the greatest among them desired nothing more than to give it up." He said, stroking his beard thoughtfully.
"Heh, yes, that is quite true. But despite the great delight I took in being able to prove my father wrong in rejecting me as his heir, there was very little I enjoyed about being chained to a throne. I have always been a free spirit and the bindings of duty chaff like nothing else to me. But at the same time, much like you dwarfs, I absolutely refuse to do my duties shoddily or even worse, abandon the duties I willingly swore myself to. So I did my duty and built a foundation for whoever would take over from me.
While many haven't seem to notice it, much of my drive and passion as a ruler have long since run out and I spent much of the last two decades maintaining the status quo rather than progressing like I should have been. A human nation can't remain stagnant for too long or it begins to rot and crumble, much like the old empire did and we both know a return to that would be disastrous for not just mankind but you dwarfs and to a lesser extent, the elves..
I am sure that I could have held on for several more decades, maybe a century or two but I believe this to be a much better option than risking what I might have done if stuck in a duty I cared so little for. With this, I have the freedom to do as I will and go as I will. Though, of course, I will leave methods to contact me if they have need of me but as I said earlier, I trust the two of them to handle things without me." I replied, rambling some as I finally got this off my chest.
"What do you plan to do with your new found freedom then? There are many foes that you could vanquish with your overwhelming might and I have heard that you took up smithing some time ago and I know you often tinker with your magical nonsense from time to time, will you be furthering your mastery in those? And don't you start with that nonsense about limited time again! I know that your family doesn't age like most umgi do, so running out of time isn't a problem that is going to affect you soon, possibly never if your cult has anything to say." The King of Karak Drazh asked pointedly with a raised eyebrow.
Ah yeah, my cult which was easily the most worshiped religion on this side of the world. Nearly every country that hadn't outlawed my cult now had a large minority or small majority worshiping me and in Drachenreich it was far more common to meet someone who worshiped me than it was not to.
"I'm not quite sure, there are a few large projects I've been thinking about but couldn't justify spending my time on that I will definitely want to work on and finish but afterwards I'm thinking that I will do some traveling, perhaps a year or two of leisure at some point before I get bored of sitting around and go off in search of something to do. The choices are many and as you said, I have quite a lot of free time now that I might just get to do it all." I said shrugging, much to his grumbling.
I figured I'd get grumbled at because of the lack of forethought I put into it, not very dwarf like my so called plans. Even dwarf slayers had more direction than that and they just looked for the biggest and meanest enemy to kill and be killed by. Eh, not like I needed to put much thought into anymore, my schedule was much more flexible these days.
We stood in silence for a while longer before the dwarf king quietly said, "it feels like the end of an era has occurred now that you have stepped down."
I turned to him and said just as quietly, "perhaps, but what may be an ending, may also be a beginning and I feel like this is going to be a good one."
End of Arc Four.
AN: When I first started this chapter, I wasn't sure what to write but I think I got the vibe I wanted down, let me know if you feel the coronation was too sudden, I've been planning to do the hand off for RL months now but I'm worried that I didn't set down enough flags leading up to it.
This arc did not at all turn out like I had planned but I think it was for the best, I had this whole plan to blitz through some 200 years of stuff going on so that I could do my grand finale but in hindsight that probably wouldn't have been very good.
Arc Five is (supposed to) go over some of Johen's rule, a war I'm not sure if any of you will see coming or perhaps it is too obvious either way I'm not saying, Mordred's life as part time Murder Hobo and part time chief
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- Location
- North America
oo oo go visit the dragons! they are the only followers that haven't heard from you yet.
Was kinda hoping she winds up in another world.
We got a Worm Prologue, Warhammer would be Chapter 1. Maybe Chapter 2 has her wind up in a Slice of Life world. Like Kobayashi's Dragon Maid or Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.
Chapter 3 puts her back in the Action by going to something like Bioshock or Star Wars.
Bioshock would require her to heavily restrain herself so that should doesn't break Rapture.
Star Wars is because I kinda want to see her get into a Beam of Death Trade Off with the Death Star.
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How would that work? Does large minority mean the commoner worship her and small majority mean that nobles worship her?
Bretonnia
Will the grand finale end with Modred traveling to another universe or becoming the sole GOD of Warhammer? Like just a small footnote, a small what if scene.
I think it means that either a large minority of the population worships her or a small majority of the population worships her, rather than any specific group
- Location
- Madness realms
Hopefully she now has time to pursue the mysteries of the lizardfolk and the old ones.
