Some people are born to be workhorses, but I was reborn in Rome. I woke up as Nero and was suddenly appointed by the Senate.
Celebrate, everyone: the fifth Emperor of Rome has ascended the throne.
"A congratulatory message has arrived from Semiramis, King of Assyria."
"A congratulatory message has arrived from Alexander, King of Macedon."
"A congratulatory message has arrived from King Uther of Britain."
Quite the lineup of heavy hitters.
None of that is a big deal. What's important is that the more Nero reads the reports on his desk, the more terrified he gets:
"The Senate reports that a preacher named Hus is deliberately inciting unrest and has thrown city officials out of the town hall window."
"A village girl in Orleans claims to have received a divine revelation and urges the Gauls to fight for freedom."
"Sixty thousand gladiators have gathered at Vesuvius. Led by Spartacus, they have sworn to capture the city of Rome."
Can I still grab a bucket and run for it?
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Includes elements from Reborn as an Emperor: Showing My True Colors in Rome, There Must Be Something Wrong with My Moon World, and Would You Like a Wonder?
