Mooki asks " Can you gather the leaders and take me to the hall to get a grasp on the situation." Chandragupta seems to smile widely as his teeth barely manage to peek through his equally impressive moustache.
"At once my lord!" An old woman who is seated close to the double doors starts clapping her teeth in disapproval." Some the guard immediately move to block the path of Chandragupta, the shuffling of the boots in unison creates an impressive sound on the stone facade of the station. These men are dressed in the traditional Mongol blue of the Royal family presumably they are the royal guard. A much lighter shade than the Imperial blue of the uniform.
The room turns to the elderly woman, her bronze-skin worked heavily by the agents of time. "Child, I mean no disrespect, however behind you is the reason you have been summoned you must perform the rite of ascension first. Tradition demands the earth be protected by the belt." Her voice is equal parts coarse and weathered with an acidic hint of disappointment. She has done this more times than she cared too instead of enjoying her retirement.
She has had to serve as an arbiter at the each of her nineteen grandchildren ascension ceremonies.
"Jon, come here and explain to me." the aide rushes back to the side of his overlord. He had tried to rush to the door to open the hall for Master Chandragupta. Given the fact, the man behind him is also a major power.
He speaks loud enough to be heard by Mooki but his is a well-practised tone and is also soft enough that a person standing a meter away would have a hard time hearing what he is saying. Most aides are practised in kings' speech. A method developed to impart knowledge without others hearing thus making it appear that the lord is all-knowing.
"My lord commander, her highness the Queen mother, is referring to the crowns behind you most humble personage. Each is linked to a function of on the Celestial Palace. That can only be activated by your royal blood as the last of your line without you activating one of the crowns the Celestial Temple will fall to earth leaving us vulnerable to invasion.
The crown of earth, the crown of blood and the crown of reeds. When my lord picks one the Celestial Palace will begin its activation cycle. Signalling to the world to start the process for your coronation. From Karakurom to Tikal the horns will sound, from Kano to Biringan."
Jon had begun to go into his scripted Royal ass licking mode reciting the central location's of the Twelve Continental palaces seven of which are found on earth. The others being Venus, Mars, Titan, Pluto and the most impressive of all called the Celestial palace encircling the earth with three jewels on the belt. This palace is better known as the orbital self-defence platform Orion's belt.
Mooki, consider's his grandmother's words. Before again asking Jon who had just finished reciting izibongo of the Royal family. "Jon, what have my siblings before me done?" Not sure how to handle the situation he seeks to gauge what is possible, as powerful as he might appear to be these people are all strangers to him, he is not sure if he can really trust them otherwise wouldn't one of his siblings still be alive somehow.
"This humble servant can only say that it is only proper to adhere to tradition. As in so much as it serves his you Overlord Nkosinathi." Jon had deliberately tried to sound humble at the beginning then quickly switched to an aggressive tone, like rolling Thunder hawks as each word spoken in the second sentence was with reverence to his lord.
"Queen mother, the light of Sol. respectfully I need information before selecting which crown. You would not have your Overlord doom himself before even starting." He is trying to sound as authoritarian as possible much like Jon, however, instead of a huge wave, he sounds like a jersey cow.
She convulsed in fury, "You will obey tradition!" The entire room in shock faces turns to the Queen mother, teeth clapping in immense displeasure from every echelon of society present in the ceremonial hall.
She slams her cane in defiance of the people present, the teeth clapping turned to hissing, the crowd voices like vipers. Mooki grabs Jon by the shoulder "explain."
"My Lord, as the incumbent royal, your are the above all. The first citizen, your word is the law and must never be challenged. Her humble Queen mother must have misspoken, due to the sensitive nature of your ascension. It would be wise to heed her words the Queen mother controls the food production guilds you will need if you are to solve the problems on earth"
Jon is hinting to the fact that Mooki is the last of royal blood unlike in past were all descendants of some claim, the Ultima constructed a fail-safe to ensure the line remains pure with only the king and his firstborn being gene coded. If the king dies his child gene code will copy itself onto a sibling, This has worked for the past thousand years smoothly mean that no uncle can lay claim to the throne as without the belt humanity is vulnerable to its most hostile enemy. The Singularity a race said to be individuals of one mind and purpose.
"Enough I have spoken it is final." He is hoping by not directly saying his grandmother is wrong she will at least not repeat her error once more. he is not sure who he can and can't piss off amongst the people here so he plans to stay neutral plus there is obliviously a lot wrong in the realm. Most of the people here don't look entirely well. He wonders to himself 'what kind of future is this.'
Chandragupta says "Over... My lord has spoken we will recess so that his lordship can prepare his spirit to receive the crown, he is yet to hear the word of Ultima perhaps a short sermon from the Quen mother will restore his energies and gives absolute guidance on this matter." Chandragupta words are received well by all even the Queen Mother as at a snap of her finger aides can be seen hurrying to set up an Ulat Chandal altar in front of three crowns sitting on Granite inscribed podiums. In preparation for a sermon.
Once Mooki stands up the hall in unison like a flipped circuit salute him awaiting him to go into the Solarium. There beside his aide Jon, Chandragupta walks in followed closely by two other people.
"Lord Nkosinathi, I am your master of war, Chandragupta. You can ask me in all matters military. Next to here, Halil Pasha, the grand elder and vizier of the realms purse and this is Emir Ogun Horus Adeyemi diplomat Supreme there is no finer mind in all the diplomatic core and finally, if it pleases the Overlord Jon will serve as your one of your archangels.
Jon is so moved holding back the river forming on his eyelids is a job he will most certainly fail.
Halil Pasha, bows "respectfully you are a master of war, to waste a position that is so important on an unknown would be pure insanity." Halil Pasha is an average man in every sense except where it matters most the coin purse. being 1.7 meters tall his dark brown hair and eyes outshined by Chandragupta's beard and even darker skin which only adds to his beauty.
Chandragupta nods pulling back to his station. Halil Pasha is the only one of them who holds true power here they are here in fact as a show of support to Pasha as he is the one who advocated for the retrieval of the last king Sol. The faction of the Queen mother had to agree to appear to not be trying to be seizing power.
Before even being called almost sensing what his lord need Jon says "Chandragupta is the master of war on the station. Your ground troops are in open rebellion against the rationing of food stocks at the order of the Queen Mother. The true leader of all your unified force outside your most honourable personage is the Former Seven princes of heaven or Inerase who each are currently ruling one of the seven Gults of the earth. Given their ranks are Ras Michael, Ras Gabriel, Ras Raphael, Ras Uriel, Ras Sealtiel, Ras Jehudiel, and Ras Barachiel. They are also called archangels"
Mooki rubs his forehead it is a lot to take in. "Give me an overall look of the Realm Ultima," Jon is pondering a moment "with the help of your esteemed advisors I will try to fill in where I can." Pasha, Gupta and Horus all nod to Jons suggestion.
"The Last true Overlord Baki, was a titan of man, his glory is written in the stars..." Mooki immediately waves him to stop, "I asked for an update, not a eulogy. If I am to be overlord tell me plainly what I need to know."
Jon turns to Emir Ogun and says "Master of the word, please explain the current political situation after the death of Overlord Rancor, may his soul burn eternal in Sol." Emir Ogun presents himself saluting his Overlord.
He has a clean-shaven head even his face is clear making him appear exceptionally young, a trait of his people. His voice is neither loud nor offence, it as if he speaks in a neutral tone making one feel completely at ease. "Overlord...I mean Lord Nkosinathi, the realm Ultima doesn't exist anymore Lord Rancor has allowed Jupiter, Venus and Mars to establish independent nations that will have to be reintroduced to the bosom of the Realm Ultima."
Jon then thanks the man, and turns to Mooki who has started to pace, "my lord I believe we should address the matter of your Overlordship. The name you take will set a tone for the realm letting them what kind of leader you aim to be. Your father was called overlord Baki, he chose it because as it carries a similar meaning to his predecessor famed as the second coming of Ultima, Overlord Abinaash and directly links him to his master and Great Grandfather Overlord Bekimusi. Thou, unfortunately, Overlord Baki's rule didn't last as long as Hers, he is said to have been the living embodiment of her strength which guided the realm into an age of peace that lasted forty years after his death."
Chandragupta gives a pendant styled like the seal of sol which dissolves into the hand of Mooki. Goosebumps spread from his crown to his toe each bump delivering information about the names he can choose. This is an easy thing since he was young he has one idol in life. A revolutionary cut down in his prime Mooki says "Sankara."
The aides of the royal family know the history of the realm inside and out, the royal family has woven their personal history into world history. The names of all the major figures of history are in some way related to the royal family. If one was to look back at the family tree names like Shaka Zulu, Queen Aminatu, Mansa Musa, Queen Nefertiti, Haile Selassie, Queen Ravanalona, Sundiata Keita, Queen Makeda, Amenhotep, King Solomon, Taharqa, Sunni Ali and many others are listed as members of the Royal family of Ultima the thread been back-traced through the gene coding.
Jon had simply believed that due to the nature of the time period he lived in his lord has chosen a great person that resonates with his what Mooki perceives as race, As a black African Mooki is selecting someone of upstanding moral character a true statesman and leader of the people. Jon also fears the name maybe omen of times too for like his lord the threat of assassination is a very real one.
"Overlord Sankara is a most intriguing option, my Overlord you are certainly most bold."
Unexpectedly Mooki is the one burst out first and say " I thought it would involve more, a ceremony of some sort a tedious ritual or two no."
Smiling deeply by the genuine reaction of his overlord Chandragupta says "praise be to Overlord Sankara. Somethings in the realm are more important than ceremony. Lord Ultima made sure of that much like your crown selection it is only your choice that matters."
"So what happens now, what am I suppose to do." Mooki had resolved himself already he would take this chance to make himself a great person or die trying. In his previous life, he always believed he was special and now that he is right he hopes to become a man of greatness. First, he will call himself a greater persons' name so that even if he fails he should have done some amazing things. Thus from this moment even in his head he starts to call himself Sankara.
The change was almost immediate because not only did his uniform turn to Overlord Green his metallic shoulder strap grows an additional rope tying itself to the second button of nine on his jacket. From the rope, nine medals for each of the planets appear the mark of a true Overlord. Ironic since he has no lands or people just the symbols of power. This irony didn't escape him he is particularly aware of how symbols might not have the power people claim.