Caesar's Game

“Tell me, when facing a chance to rise to the heavens in a single step, can those who think themselves noble still keep to their principles?”

After accomplishing the feat of conquering the world, Caesar found no joy, so he decided to begin a crazy game.

“Really? If I kill my wife, I can get 10,000 gold?”

“Isn’t it just indulgence with that dragon? Watch me!”

“Summon... a plague disaster? What is that thing? Should I summon one?”

Add a little desire, add a couple more spoils, scatter the seeds of madness, and harvest the fruit of chaos.

As the world increasingly collapsed, Caesar finally kissed the corner of joy he had sought.

Those who still retained their reason resolved to resist, but before that absolute, crushing emperor, they clearly still needed a savior!

...

Lancelot: “You’re saying my enemy is a world ruler with super strength, a super body, super-speed regeneration, teleportation, global shouting, and mastery of every type of magic.

And my ability is purifying liquids?”

Caesar: “I said the game has begun. Are you deaf?”

Lancelot: “Huh?”