KingOfRome
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I rode into the clouds upon a chariot of gold, pulled aloft by winged polar bears. At the zenith of the troposphere was where I arrived at the God-Emperor's palace. The chariot stopped atop the highest cloud. I disembarked. Before me was an incline. A rainbow road led up to the entrance of the palace, flanked on each side by rows of crucified Norwegian Viking warriors whose skin was laced with bleeding wounds. The gate of the palace was crafted from the finest ivory, guarding His Holy Majesty's white marble abode from the filthy barbarians who dared question His beauty; His humility; His grace. Flanking the gate and the rainbow road were streams of honey, falling from the stars like waterfalls, filling the vast moat before the palace's high ramparts.
Blinding light flashed from the corner of my eye. I winced away in pain, then looked towards it. God-Emperor Arvid, clad in His mighty gold-plated adamantium power armor, descended from the heavens upon His mighty angel wings. I fell to one knee and bowed my head in reverence to Him. He landed softly on the cloud surface by the balls of His feet. I looked up to Him, lucky that my mind did not shatter in the face of His divine elegance.
In His smooth silken voice, He said unto me, "Bruh. Do you even lift?"
Blinding light flashed from the corner of my eye. I winced away in pain, then looked towards it. God-Emperor Arvid, clad in His mighty gold-plated adamantium power armor, descended from the heavens upon His mighty angel wings. I fell to one knee and bowed my head in reverence to Him. He landed softly on the cloud surface by the balls of His feet. I looked up to Him, lucky that my mind did not shatter in the face of His divine elegance.
In His smooth silken voice, He said unto me, "Bruh. Do you even lift?"
