The city’s westernmost gates, the Porta Aurelia, was currently a whirlwind of activity. Groups of people passed through it as they entered or exited the massive city itself. Most of the groups consisted of laborers and merchants and officials, and were simply going about their day, doing their usual duties. There were others as well of course, such as dignitaries and tourists and pilgrims.
And while most went in or out on foot, there were certainly a number of carriages, carts, and palanquins that passed through as well.
Since it was the daytime, very few trade carts actually went through the gates themselves. Many were posted outside the walls, where they waited for twilight - if they went into the city while it was busy, it was sure to cause massive traffic jams in the already crowded streets.
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After their little fracas with a would-be thief and a shopkeep, both Freya and Lucifer continued to sightsee the grand city laid out all around them. And of course, they snacked on candied plums and stuffed dates as they continued.“Hey, um, before we go and visit the Ravens, how about we enjoy a bit of ‘us time’?” asked Lucifer.“What, you mean like every other day in our lives?” Freya joked.“No no, not like that. I mean, without the jobs and the coin. Just you and me and this city and a whole lotta fun. It’s just that I don’t think we really get to do that often, do we?”“Oh, you mean kinda like a date night?”“Yeah, exactly!” L
It was early morning when the two set off from their hospitia and back out into the city. And because neither really slept, they instead spent the night reading and studying. Afterwards, they sat on the windowsill in each others’ arms and soaked in the city as night passed by.And so when dawn broke, they were pretty much ready to get going. They took a quick detour at the nearby bath house to clean up, then continued on their way to the Ravens.The two made their way to the eastern portion of the city itself, over to the Esquilinus Mons, where a vast number of the city’s poor and immigrants lived. Of course, the district itself had its own quarter where the rich and influential had homes, though neither Freya or Lucifer were interested in going there.They veered close to the heart of the district itsel
Azrael was in deep thought as she pondered what was going on with Freya, even as the three of them walked towards the Forum Romanum at the center of the Eternal City. She just couldn’t place what was happening to her friend.Although she was far from a psychological or psychiatric expert, what Freya and Lucifer told her reminded her a bit about extreme trauma. Many people, on experiencing something so deeply violent or emotionally terrifying often subconsciously pushed away their own memories in an attempt to avoid reliving those moments.Usually to the point of self destruction.Basically, it reminded her of post traumatic stress. Except in Freya’s case, she wasn’t physically or mentally hampered by that stress. As in, she showed zero signs of extreme anxiety or negative emotional reactions.
There was a chorus of cheers from the crowds outside the Curia Julia as Claire walked out of the building along with a handful of other senators.Their assembly had taken a brief pause, mostly to give everyone time to breathe and think and cool down after being given such a moral thrashing. While some of the more embittered senators stood in clusters back inside to groan of their displeasures, the cheering of the common people echoed all around.Claire hardly got past the building’s awning and down a few steps before many in the crowd ran up towards with excitement plastered on their faces. Although their advance was quickly stopped by a couple of praetorians who stepped in protectively - they pulled their scutums closer to their bodies as their other hands reached for their hilts.“It’
Of the seven hills of the Roman capital, Mons Palatinus sat at the very center of it all. It wasn’t simply the oldest portion of the whole empire, but it was also its absolute center of power. There were a series of massive interconnected palaces that sat atop it, with the entire thing overlooking the Circus Maximus towards the south.It was there that Claire, Freya, and Lucifer found themselves one fine morning. They walked up its grand pathways towards the main palatial area, accompanied and escorted by the two praetorians who bore witness to the assassination attempt only a day ago.There were numerous people scattered in small groups around the palace grounds, from visiting dignitaries to stoic praetorians to extremely wealthy landowners and merchants.Freya noted that there were also a handful of pl
It was almost an entire day later when the three debated in the emperor’s personal library, where they poured themselves into numerous historical and philosophical books. All three discussed the many merits and disadvantages of such an alliance, but couldn’t reach any certain conclusion.The decision was beyond difficult for someone like Claire to handle - as the emperor had stated, the future of the empire was pretty much in her hands. More critically, the future of the people was in her hands.They shook wildly as the reality of it all continued to bombard her. If she chose poorly, all could be burnt to ashes and scattered to the wind.At least, that was how she felt about the decision, no matter how much Freya attempted to ease her mind.And ju
A handful of mirrors across Dendrus IV shifted their reflections back onto Thanatos. There, Godeater peered at the massive void that used to be a ship. It went down every passageway and room, through every module and system, into every weapon and chitin plate, and into the bridge.All was dark and covered in its shadow, and had long since been converted. What they were no longer existed.It confirmed that there were no signs of life aboard, digitally or biologically or anything in between.Regardless, there Freya was, like a flame amidst the darkness. Defiant and radiating.“You are persistent,” said Godeater.Its voice boomed all around and within, and bathed its sweeping darkness ubiquitously across the galaxy.
Raijin’s primary operational circuits cycled up to full strength as her Oversight Engine forcefully disconnected her from her Remote Consciousness Shard. Over the course of fractions of a nanosecond, she had personally experienced Godeater’s takeover, as it consumed her nanite swarm over Dendrus IV.She processed and felt its overwhelming void energies convert each of her individual nanites one by one by one, even as Thanatos was swallowed up all around her. And although she desperately wanted to process that conversion data, to understand the vast energies at play, she couldn’t.For one thing, there was a deep-seated fear that accompanied Godeater’s takeover. Its intensity was far beyond her own ability to cope, even with the help of Yggdrasil’s powerful computational circuits.B