The year is set in AD 180. Rome was as beautiful as ever, with the surrounding stone and marbled architectures, the clear expanse of the sky with the clear watered streams and lush emerald green grass.

The sprawling palace, set amidst the hills of Rome, radiates imperial opulence under the golden afternoon sun. Marble columns, etched with intricate vines and mythological scenes, stretch towards the sky, their white surfaces gleaming brilliantly. Grand archways frame a series of courtyards, where fountains cool, clear water pour into meticulously carved basins, sending a gentle mist into the air. Lush gardens, bursting with vibrant blooms and exotic plants, offer a fragrant haven — With pathways of polished stone weaving through these verdant retreats, leading to shaded alcoves adorned with mosaics depicting the gods in all their glory. The distant hum of the bustling city filters through the palace gates, blending with the soft rustle of leaves and the melodious songs of caged songbirds.

Within the palace walls, the grandeur continues. Spacious halls are adorned with rich tapestries and frescoes that tell tales of heroic battles and divine triumphs. The cool marble floors, inlaid with colorful patterns, echo softly underfoot as servants move discreetly, attending to their duties. Commodus' private quarters were a sanctuary of luxury, feature a sprawling bed draped in silk and gold-threaded linens. Here, the air is thick with the scent of incense, and the flicker of oil lamps casts a warm, inviting glow. Through the open balcony doors, a gentle breeze carries the sounds of the distant Tiber River, blending with the hushed whispers of courtiers discussing matters of state and intrigue. This is a place where power resides, wrapped in the delicate veneer of artistic splendor and the intoxicating allure of imperial Rome.