Eternal
Year 51
You stand with Brenda and Warrick in front of hundreds of third generation Eternals. The day has finally come. They’re trained and ready for war. Whether that means they’ll get sent to Nyttrus or sent to attack the Nakol Kingdom that still remains to be seen, but wherever it is, you’re sure they’ll be a formidable force.
You give a rousing speech that encourages and reinforces the sort of loyalty that has already been drummed into their heads since they were born. They probably don’t need it, but words directly from their Emperor are never a bad thing.
“This is way things should be.” Brenda says.
“What’s that, Brenda?” Warrick asks.
“This. You, me, the Emperor and all these new Eternals standing together united as a single force. I can’t wait to train the next generation.” Brenda says.
“Well you’ll definitely get that chance Brenda. As I’ve said before, you did an excellent job with these.” You say.
“We Eternals are the true rulers and defenders of this great Empire. And while I hold nothing but repsect to our former Emperor, I have to say that I feel that YOU have already proven that Eternals are the future. (Sigh) If there were only more of us…”
“There will be eventually.” Warrick says.
“Oh I know. I just wish Roldan was here to see this.” Brenda says.
“Mm, he would’ve certainly approved. I think Kane would have too.” Warrick remarks.
“Yes, to fallen siblings and to reunited ones who spent too long angry at one another.” Brenda says and looks at Warrick. The pair of them hug for a moment.
You remain silent at their display of affection. Seemed almost unbelievable at one time, you’re just glad they get along now.
With the new Eternals dispersing and on their way to their assignments, you just sort of start off into the distance until Warrick and Brenda cease their hugging to ask you what’s going on with you.
“Is there something wrong my Emperor?”
“Oh, nothing really wrong. I was just thinking, not every Eternal is here in this grand unification. Decena’s still over in Nyttrus.” You say.
“Oh yes, that’s correct. I can’t believe I forgot about her.” Warrick says.
“Yeah well, Decena’s always felt like a bit of an outsider in some ways I think.”
“What? That’s silly.” Brenda says.
“Is it? Think about it, there never were a bunch of us to begin with, but there are still three of us first ones. Then there are these third gens. Hundreds. And the fourth gens and beyond will probably be in the hundreds as well. But Decena? She’s the only second gen left. All her siblings were killed. Most by a mad derro and a few of them even by me when I got tested against them.”
Warrick and Brenda continue to listen.
“I dunno, I was just thinking of something she was worried about before I sent her to Nyttrus. Her concerns that she was somehow obsolete. Of course I explained that she wasn’t, but still sometimes in her letters I detect a bit of lonesomeness in tone.”
“Emperor, Decena was trained by you. I think she’s probably the luckiest Eternal since…well since you got the chance to be trained by the former Emperor.” Brenda remarks.
“Hrm. Yes, lucky.” You say nearly snorting at both of those conclusions. Brenda and Warrick still don’t know the whole story and you hope for their sake they never have to learn the truth.
“Well I have to go attend to a rather mundane matter that I can’t just assign to Kivan. I trust you both can handle the rest of the matters here?”
“Of course, my Emperor.” Warrick says.
You nod at Brenda and Warrick and return to your private quarters in the palace. You sit down at your desk and spend the rest of the night writing an encouraging letter to have sent to Decena in Nyttrus.
Maybe she couldn’t be here for the “Eternal unification” but you still want her to know that in your eyes she is the most cherished of all of them.
You stand with Brenda and Warrick in front of hundreds of third generation Eternals. The day has finally come. They’re trained and ready for war. Whether that means they’ll get sent to Nyttrus or sent to attack the Nakol Kingdom that still remains to be seen, but wherever it is, you’re sure they’ll be a formidable force.
You give a rousing speech that encourages and reinforces the sort of loyalty that has already been drummed into their heads since they were born. They probably don’t need it, but words directly from their Emperor are never a bad thing.
“This is way things should be.” Brenda says.
“What’s that, Brenda?” Warrick asks.
“This. You, me, the Emperor and all these new Eternals standing together united as a single force. I can’t wait to train the next generation.” Brenda says.
“Well you’ll definitely get that chance Brenda. As I’ve said before, you did an excellent job with these.” You say.
“We Eternals are the true rulers and defenders of this great Empire. And while I hold nothing but repsect to our former Emperor, I have to say that I feel that YOU have already proven that Eternals are the future. (Sigh) If there were only more of us…”
“There will be eventually.” Warrick says.
“Oh I know. I just wish Roldan was here to see this.” Brenda says.
“Mm, he would’ve certainly approved. I think Kane would have too.” Warrick remarks.
“Yes, to fallen siblings and to reunited ones who spent too long angry at one another.” Brenda says and looks at Warrick. The pair of them hug for a moment.
You remain silent at their display of affection. Seemed almost unbelievable at one time, you’re just glad they get along now.
With the new Eternals dispersing and on their way to their assignments, you just sort of start off into the distance until Warrick and Brenda cease their hugging to ask you what’s going on with you.
“Is there something wrong my Emperor?”
“Oh, nothing really wrong. I was just thinking, not every Eternal is here in this grand unification. Decena’s still over in Nyttrus.” You say.
“Oh yes, that’s correct. I can’t believe I forgot about her.” Warrick says.
“Yeah well, Decena’s always felt like a bit of an outsider in some ways I think.”
“What? That’s silly.” Brenda says.
“Is it? Think about it, there never were a bunch of us to begin with, but there are still three of us first ones. Then there are these third gens. Hundreds. And the fourth gens and beyond will probably be in the hundreds as well. But Decena? She’s the only second gen left. All her siblings were killed. Most by a mad derro and a few of them even by me when I got tested against them.”
Warrick and Brenda continue to listen.
“I dunno, I was just thinking of something she was worried about before I sent her to Nyttrus. Her concerns that she was somehow obsolete. Of course I explained that she wasn’t, but still sometimes in her letters I detect a bit of lonesomeness in tone.”
“Emperor, Decena was trained by you. I think she’s probably the luckiest Eternal since…well since you got the chance to be trained by the former Emperor.” Brenda remarks.
“Hrm. Yes, lucky.” You say nearly snorting at both of those conclusions. Brenda and Warrick still don’t know the whole story and you hope for their sake they never have to learn the truth.
“Well I have to go attend to a rather mundane matter that I can’t just assign to Kivan. I trust you both can handle the rest of the matters here?”
“Of course, my Emperor.” Warrick says.
You nod at Brenda and Warrick and return to your private quarters in the palace. You sit down at your desk and spend the rest of the night writing an encouraging letter to have sent to Decena in Nyttrus.
Maybe she couldn’t be here for the “Eternal unification” but you still want her to know that in your eyes she is the most cherished of all of them.