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1453: Revival of Byzantium

1453, a year that marked the end of an era With one city's fall, a shift from Medieval to Modern Constantinople, a name etched in time For a thousand years, stood strong and sublime Against foes that dreamed to take her down She persisted, unbroken, a true crown But tonight, everything changes Guns fired, women weep, men yell in ranges Praying to God for a savior's grace To rescue their city, to restore its place In history's twist, God answered their plea Sending a new emperor, the one they'd need Antonius, born of the seas To lead the Romans, a new destiny To reach another pinnacle of might And end the city's terrible plight 1453, a year that will forever divide Medieval and Modern, with a fallen city as the divide ------------------------------------------------------------------- AD1453, as the city of Constantinople prepares for its final fate, a pirate captain and crew sailed into the golden horn, history made an abrupt turn from this point onward.... Discord: https://discord.gg/fqm22ERK2C

SaberFate · History
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Antonius couldn't hide his astonishment when the young Anatolian Ottoman prince, Ali, approached him, his head bowed in a gesture of respect and submission. The prince's pride was seemingly subdued, yet beneath his courteous veneer, a seething hatred simmered.

"Your Majesty," Ali spoke, his voice laced with a forced reverence that thinly veiled his contempt. "With utmost respect, may I take the reins for your chariot in this grand parade, to honour the greatest event this country has witnessed?"

Caught off guard but swiftly regaining his composure, Antonius realised this move must be the craft of the boy's father. With a knowing smile, he extended the reins to the young prince.

"Certainly," he replied, a gesture that spoke volumes about his political acumen, but in the eyes of the young Ali, this posture just seemed like nothing but a smile from the devil himself, handling out a devil's hook, leashing him.