Bloody Feast Wheel of Destiny — Morimens

For years, I have been thinking about Uvhash. But it was only among the ruins of these temples that I truly saw him for the first time. I saw him bound by heavy shackles, forced to lie on the ground, stretching his neck to desperately reach the already spoiled food. Like a dog. After Caligula died, as a co-conspirator of the tyrant, he has been locked in the ruins of the temple ever since. I dragged the chains in my hand, bringing a slave of Torres forward. He immediately stood upright, his pupils dilating, making a rapid swallowing sound in his throat. "Wait." I pulled the chain, bringing the slave to a distance just out of his reach. "Help me kill someone." He grinned, revealing a row of sharp beast teeth. "You are the 19th human to say that to me, and I have to refuse you." I struggled to keep a straight face, not letting him see my disappointment: "Why?" "If you want me to kill a thousand people, I would be more than happy. Killing one? Your bargaining chip is far from enough." "What if that person is the current emperor?" I took a deep breath. "Is this bargaining chip enough?" Uvhash laughed heartily: "This is a math problem, my old buddy. One is one, a thousand is a thousand." "Fire! The Golden Palace is on fire!" In the distance, roaring flames erupted. Tyrant, tyrant...... I cried in despair, for Seneca and for the magnificent palace that was about to become ruins. "Are you that sad?" Uvhash leaned closer. He had already enjoyed that Torres slave, satisfying himself as he smacked his lips. Yes, I promised him that as long as he could kill the tyrant, besides freedom, he could also enjoy a thousand innocent lives. Could he understand what this fire meant? Could he understand what it meant to serve an irredeemable tyrant? Probably not. He's just a beast. "Rome is like a ruin," the beast said. "Or rather, your country, the world...... In my view, it is a meaningless and endless ruin. You weep for it, kill each other, doing everything futile and pointless...... To be honest, I don't understand." I looked at his battered body. This is a golem forged from millions of flesh and blood, shattered and reassembled over the hundreds of years, just like Rome. "What about you? Are you also a ruin?" "Perhaps." He stretched lazily, golden light from afar danced in his narrow eyes. "But I don't care."