Leon leaned back slightly in his chair, the old leather groaning under his weight as his eyes traced the jagged script on the page.
"For someone to be so determined that they'd create an entirely new system of power…" he muttered under his breath, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips, "calling them a genius wouldn't cut it. They should be called a monster."
The irony wasn't lost on him. Julius Arman had clawed his way from nothing, inventing a path where none existed. But Leon? He could do what even the so-called first emperor couldn't,.he could use the cores themselves to grow stronger. If Julius was a monster, then what would that make him?
He let that thought linger for a moment before turning the page.
