As an immortal, a celestial of divinity; you were accompanied by Takeru, your unwavering guardian, who had faithfully protected you for countless millennia. Side by side, he stood as your eternal sentinel, responding to your every call. While not one to express himself through words, his unwavering dedication to you was evident in his precise actions.

Perched on your throne, you awaited Takeru's return, who emerged with bloodstains on his form. He spoke;

"The rebels are dead."