"From the golden domes of the Golden House to the furthest edge of the known world, the Legion Titanis carries the light of Roman civilization. Our armor is proof, our will is unyielding, and our empire is eternal."

Ageothare Vitae: “ϪȝӜϪhßжӜθhyʉЮґӷʐʞɱ ʉlæɃѣɼʐʞɱθhyʉϪhßжӌҕ. ϞyӴħiyϪȝӜϪhßж ϞyӴɃѣɼҏӌҕ ϤūЮґӷҕρɱ. ʐʞɱЮґӷҏӌҕ ϪȝӜħiyʐʞɱ.”

Translation: “Memory does not die with flesh. The dead remain within us. The Empire remembers.”

"Our power is not a possession, but a responsibility. We wield it with wisdom, for we know that the world looks to the Golden House for guidance and protection."

(ᴀ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ʟɪᴇ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴏ ᴏꜰᴛᴇɴ ɪᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴄᴛʀɪɴᴇ)

So... what exactly am I supposed to say to excuse this madness? 😭 One minute I was casually rewatching Domina, then somehow ended up rewatching The Mummy, THEN Blade Runner... and now I’ve crawled out of the cinematic trenches carrying an entire Roman-empire-meets-dark-sci-fi psychological disaster universe like it was handed to me by God himself. Is it confusing? Absolutely. Do I fully understand it myself yet? Debatable. Am I currently drowning in lore documents, family bloodlines, political systems, and emotionally constipated men? Unfortunately, yes. BUT. I promise it’ll make more sense once the first bot drops (soon, after I'm done with my other bots). And hey, if anyone wants to descend into this beautifully unhinged nightmare with me, feel free to join the madness in the comments below. At this point I’m either worldbuilding... or developing a very expensive mental illness. P.S.: I’ll post updates here until I finish everything.

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