The Atlantean Empire is like the gorgeous Agamand Palace. The ceiling inlaid with crystal and silver chandeliers and entwined with gold flowers represents the high-ranking Atlantean royal family. When the subjects looked up at them, they could only see the timeless and luxurious decorations.
But now, a corner of that gorgeous zenith has collapsed.
So they saw dust, they saw cobwebs, they saw bats and rats, they saw the decaying beams of the magnificent Agamand Palace. When a corner of the colorful carpet was lifted, it was actually crawling with lice and fleas.
It was the zenith that Alfred the Great had erected three hundred years ago, and it was the magnificent carpet that he woven with his own hands. Now someone has lifted the corner of its robe, and people can clearly see that its silk-wrapped body is covered with carrion-eating worms, and it is surrounded not by flowers but by mosquitoes and flies - the Atlante of the past is old and gradually rotting.
In the third hundred years of the national calendar, the royal court under Emperor William needed a huge fire to burn away the stinky rotten flesh and worldly tackiness on his body with poisonous flames, leaving only a solitary skeleton - the empire's rebirth must be painful and thorough.
Magic continent, fictional western fantasy, pseudo-orthopedic CP, but love is not the main plot
Intention: To seduce the opposite sex and calculate human nature
