In the new world teeming with fantasy and magic, importance didn't merely originate from one's authority over everyone else, but also their strength, their personal power. With enough power, authority, wealth, and fame comes along with it.
The fleet admiral of the United Navy had authority over his naval organization, with the wealth of knowledge and the technology it contains, and the fame that comes from the admiration his personnel had towards him. However... His personal power was far from it.
*BAM!*
Somewhere in the northern plateau of the island of Crescere, Abraham stood alone in the mountainous terrain while the cold breeze of wind ruffled his dark hair. The spark of morning glowed behind his back as the golden sun rose in the boundless lines of the eastern horizon.
