What? I just transmigrated, and you're telling me I'm the emperor? Fine, I'll accept it. Just as I'm getting ready to eat, drink, and enjoy the good life, you tell me there's been a rebellion. Damn, how can that be? How could someone as dashing and handsome as me, who made a name for himself in the modern world, let the empire fall on my watch? Guards, hold the line! What, you want me to run for my life? Fine, discretion is the better part of valor. I'll run. But little do I know that I'm falling into an even bigger conspiracy.
