In the beginning, there was only one: the First," a whisper carried by the winds of time. From the shadows of obscurity, I rose, my path illuminated by the fire of ambition. With each step, kingdoms trembled, their rulers bowing before my might or facing oblivion. But beyond the conquests lay a vision, a responsibility—a legacy carved not just in stone, but in the beating hearts of those who followed. "For I was not just a king; I was the Emperor, the ruler of rulers," and my name echoed through eternity.
