The Kali Empire

1037 B.F.(Before The Fall)

The golden crown adorned with a lavish amount of jewels mounted upon a head of dark black hair, an arrogant smile upon his face as he watched the beautiful courtesans dance upon the granite stage. He sat upon a throne that seemed to be imbued with an aura of awesome power with his right leg comfortably crossed over his left. His hands were folded in his lap, fingers adorned with gemstone rings intertwined with each other that made his hands look like national treasures. He wore a large fur robe that had been dyed a bright white color with many swirls of gold and black which created an almost mesmerizing design. His face, while very attractive, had three tattoos located on his forehead and right and left cheeks. The tattoo depicted on his forehead between his eyebrows was that of a crown, symbolizing his royal lineage. The tattoos on his left and right cheek bones were respectively a scepter, on his left, symbolizing his military power and a cross on his right, symbolizing his position as a religious leader.

Seated around the emperor were many palace officials seated on lavish cushions, many had lecherous and desirous smiles as they gazed upon the dancers. There were three entrances into the performance hall, and each entrance had two heavily armored guards on either side of the doorway. The stood like living statues that would turn into fierce beasts on the emperor’s whim. There was a constant influx of palace officials coming and going into the hall. Most didn’t have the time to attend the performance, they were too busy dealing with the famine. However it was said that your workload would lessen if you donated a certain amount to the royal treasury. Such was the way of the emperor. 

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From a sky view you could see the entirety of the capital city of Hassam. The city was broken up into three sectors, the inner sector, where the emperor’s palace was located along with several very important officials’ villas, the middle sector, where palace officials and wealthy merchants lived, and finally the lower sector, where the common people lived. Each sector was seated on a plateau of land with each one being respectively higher than the last. They were separated by several humongous walls that lined the natural Cliffsides. Architectural feats of gargantuan proportions, carved from white granite.

However, the capital also faced its own consequences due to bad leadership. The distribution of economic wealth was obviously skewed. The inner and middle sectors were lavish and beautiful, while the lower sector had almost no buildings made of granite, and the majority of the houses were stone huts in dire need of repair. The commoners were shabbily dressed in rags of cloth, dyed an unsanitary brown from lack of cleanliness. Most were sickeningly skinny, and many lied along the streets either dead or dying from hunger.

The Kali Empire was facing an unprecedented famine.

Just outside the lower sector’s outer walls lied a sea of sand that streached for hundreds of miles. Suddenly, it seemed as if an earthquake had taken place as the desert encompassing the capital trembled like waves during a hurricane. Out of the sand burst large worm-like creatures, each the size of a small castle. The creatures surrounded the eitirety of the city. The worms opened their large toothy mouthes and drawbridges dropped onto the groud from within. From within the creatures emerged a massive army armed to the teeth and ready for war. They bore the crest of a crimson sun, the symbol of the Gromish Empire.

Huuuuuuuuuuuuuurn! 

The sound of a large warhorn rang out. The Kali Empire's capital city of Hassan had come under siege.