Chapter 303: The Tenets Of Morte Bianca (IV): Moment of Weakness (2/2)

”Just keep moving forward your majesty, Elysium has always been bred for blood and war, regardless of what the brochures and the ads say. There is no good and bad in this world, there's only the strength of your fist and the honor in your heart.”

Rezar gave a small smile, then he turned around raised his shoulders up high and marched forwards. Priest looked on with a melancholic smile on his own face, and behind it was a grin so sinister it would give many people pause. He had his schemes, but what he didn't see, was Rezar's own grin as he moved forwards, without a doubt, the student has learned well from the master.

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Rezar stood on the balcony of his palace as he looked over the crowd of people that had gathered below him. The lawn of the palace had been ornately decorated and there were a couple of giant metal spheres floating in the air. Those were cameras, utilizing the designs created by Bragan the goblin and working in tandem with the Geo-core that now overlooked much of the city's facilities.

Lenore and Gynaika were already waiting for him on the balcony, and as he walked onto it, Kitagawa, Alistair, Samira, Priest, Jason, Brutus and Screet walked right behind him. His undead had already evolved and undergone a variety of changes with both Brutus and Jason having a more humanoid form, with Brutus no longer being a bull, but a wraith. He was the stuff of nightmares, but still loyal to the one who gave him life.

Rezar took a deep breath as he moved his gaze from one end of the sea of people to the other. Apart for the people in front of him, on every settlement across the entirety of Morte Bianca's territory, there was probably a giant screen in the air, along with a spire made of steel and stone, erected and etched in each settlement. Be they simple settlements, villages, towns or cities, those spires stood there as a permanent record of what was going to happen today.

”My people, I think we've all know that a day like this would come. A day when we would have finally recognized how much of a family we've become, and acknowledge that fact. Morte Bianca has always been more than just a kingdom, more than just a simple collective of multiple races all working together for a common goal. The moment you become a citizen of Morte Bianca, a partaker of the dance of life and death and one who understands that all life must end, so we should cherish the one we have while it lasts.

Morte Bianca is family, and you the Biancans that have deemed this land worthy to be your home, are its members. But like all family there are differences, there situations that arise that would warrant astute laws and rules that would keep the peace between us all. Because ultimately we want this family to last, we want our home to always be prosperous, but this is not something that can happen without our efforts, without certain guidelines that we have to live by.

Contrary to what the world see's us as, Morte Bianca and her blessed city of Necron are not without honor. In fact, if there's anything we have spades of, it's our honor, out integrity and our truth. And that's something the world will never be able to take from us. And as such, I am not her to give you rules, or laws or guidelines. I am here to bestow upon you the creeds that you as a people would have to follow and let guide your life.

So hear me one and all, for on this momentous day. I shall give you the words of faith, that you may engrave it in your heart, the words of truth so that you can see it in your mind, and the path if honor so that you can follow it to the end. These are tenets of Morte Bianca, keep it close to your heart.”