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“I am amiss to say that this is not the only ill news I bring… Immediately following His Majesty’s death Imperial Marshal Octavian was to rise to the throne, however at the time she was serving courageously as is her duty on the western front… where sh-she fell.”

Yet again, a yawn took his mouth. These death things were getting really boring. He looked around the place with his tired expression, and the worrying and gasping of the cadets actually proved less effect to him. It only made him feel as if watching a dramatically cheesy show where everyone over exaggerates over just about anything. If he was really in a theater, he would've forgotten his popcorn and drink, and will fall asleep midway through the movie. But this ain't happening, as the voice of his friend made him realize he's in reality.

“the Noble’s Council has just concluded an emergency meeting… and as this situation is of gravest importance has declared a state of emergency for the Empire, placing all power into the hands of Parliament for a time of seventy two days.”

Now what? A quick meeting of the 'council' and it had been decided? Shouldn't this be a grave matter to the Empire, and they should have had a meeting that solves literally everything? But instead they decided to rely on the Parliament. What an irresponsible 'council' this Empire has, Rey thought in his own imagination. Well, he might have been wrong, but still. Entrusting the throne to some stranger? Now that's really desperate.

“No doubt many of you are wondering why I am telling you all this, as most of you would have found out immediately following the ceremony otherwise. Allow me to explain, as due to the situation the standard lines of succession have been broken, which will directly affect each and every one of you.”

Well, he was right. They were about to entrust the throne to a stranger and they don't care about it. At least find someone worthy for the throne and make sure he's a good guy, dumb asses. He thought to himself. The council must have been desperate. Really, desperate to resort to that. Well, he wasn't in the position to decide that, so he just let it all go like the wind.

“As such, the typical ceremonial opening of the school shall be forgone. All cadets are here by ordered to report to their respective commanders and begin their training. And… Quiet! Quiet please!”

"Oh shit. Something's 'bout to happen, and I ain't gonna like it." He mumbled, as the captains and commanders all froze and seemed as if they had an idea of what's about to happen. This time, though, he was curious. Since he was only here the second year, he wouldn't know what's about to happen. His eyes suddenly went a bit bigger, and he temporary killed the volume of his music.

“Also, as a special edict to the standard laws of Archon Academy and in accordance with the Rite of Succession the following rules will be amended. 1. All freshmen will be permitted to issue personal and squad challenges, as opposed to the standard wait of half a semester. 2. Merit standings hold however as of today all merits and demerits will begin being counted toward the Rite instead of being calculated internally. 3. All students must participate in the Rite.”

The students all gasped, at the declaration of the Rite of Succession was announced, and the rules the followed after. The first rule wasn't that harsh. He can just escape the battle any moment and what's more, he can just don't participate in it! What a smart idea Rey hatched. For the second, he had absolutely no idea what it meant. Come one, Rey ain't smart, neither will he ever be one either. He's just too damn plain, boring and most of all, stupid. Well, can't blame him. Okay, the third rule was too much. Every student have to join? That's outrageous. Well, not to the headmaster, who had his hands up like a boss. Okay, maybe he was, but that still doesn't mean he can just steal the student's freedom, just like that! Now, Rey will have to be on his guard everyday, every time. "Great. Just. Great."

“As of this moment I declare this term at Archon Academy to be open. Commanders, please take charge of your units and may the greatest of you succeed. May glory forever shine on our Empire!”

"May glory never shine on this shitty Empire!" Is what he wanted to say, but if he did, it would only make things worse for him. Well, he'll just have to go along with this. He finally stood up and made his presence known to his group, while being approach by the Lieutenant of his platoon. "Ya need something?"