The Emperor

Emperor Francois was a busy man. Plotting domination of Europe and then the world would do that.

But when information like the one his son gathered came to light, even Francois Arc could stay away from the throngs of pop for just a moment. Not that his son was aware that he knew. Calixte was always a smart boy, but not even he was aware of how far the reach Francois's OSI extended.

One of his Imperial Knights appeared and he prostrated himself.

"Well?" Francois demanded.

"Your Imperial Majesty!" the knight spoke. Announcing his title first. "The formula is incomplete. It will not bare fruit yet."

He balled his fist.

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