Imperator

The Kingdom of the wicked made up of Emperors mad; an artist is born and Once fourteen proclaimed an adult. He tried His best to set the stage, to make sure that the Romans did not rage. He built up, and he built new. Gymnasiums and theaters for all. While the amusement seemed to ever last, Rome had different plans than a youth in his prime While the fire fiddled on he too played a song. Unable to fan the flames the city that once was great, saw terror as if through the eyes of the fates. A child born to monsters guised as men left hope less bar his songs and art.