Kingdom Building Game: Starting Out With A Million Upgrade Points!

Chapter 96: The Bloodbane Tomb

Chapter 96: The Bloodbane Tomb

The sky was a murky gray, heavy with the weight of an impending storm. 

Thunder rumbled in the distance as Emperor Arkanos Bloodbane stood before the entrance of the Bloodbane Tomb, in a set of black and white armor, the final resting place of his ancestors. 

The massive stone doors loomed before him, engraved with the names of rulers long dead, their legacies carved into history.

Behind him, his knights stood in formation—Seraphine, his steadfast knight captain, along with Garik, Darian, Kael, Esten, and Laris were present as well. 

Their armor gleamed under the dim light filtering through the storm clouds. Some held torches, the flames flickering in the cold wind that howled through the desolate mountainside. 

The tomb itself was carved into the heart of an obsidian mountain, flanked by two colossal statues of warriors with swords pointed downward, signifying eternal rest.

Arkanos placed a gloved hand against the cold stone. This place held the weight of centuries, the burden of his bloodline.

"How long has it been since an emperor last stepped foot here?" Kael asked, his voice low.

"Not since Emperor Veltharion Bloodbane's funeral," Darian replied. "Over ten years ago."

A heavy silence followed. No one entered the Bloodbane Tomb unless they had to. 

It was sacred ground, meant only for the dead emperors and those who would soon join them.

"Are we truly doing this, Your Majesty?" Seraphine asked, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. 

"Disturbing the tombs of your ancestors… it feels—"

"Necessary," Arkanos interrupted, his green eyes narrowing. 

"This is more than just a graveyard. It's a vault of secrets, and I intend to claim them."

With a motion of his hand, the knights pushed against the ancient doors. They resisted at first, but with a deep groan, the entrance slowly opened, revealing darkness within. A stale, heavy air rushed out, carrying the scent of old stone and decay.

The knights hesitated. Arkanos stepped forward without fear.

Once they all stepped in the heavy silence of the Bloodbane Tomb seemed to swallow them whole as the stone doors groaned shut behind them, sealing the world outside. 

"Well… there goes our exit." Kael said with a touch of unease.

Torchlight illuminated towering walls covered in murals depicting the conquests and tragedies of the Bloodbane emperors—men who had shaped the Bloodbane Empire with steel and blood. 

Their victories, their wars, their betrayals—this was a history written in blood. 

They descended deeper into the tomb, passing rows of massive Burial Chambers.

Each had the likeness of the emperor within, their names etched in ancient red runes that pulsed faintly with residual magic.

The air was thick with the scent of old stone, dust, and something else—something ancient and waiting.