The Sun King's Evidence

To the most noble and majestic Karl Franz, Archduke of Brunswick, Grand Prince of Reich, Elector, Emperor of the eleven provinces of the Empire and heir of all the sacred heritage of Charlemagne from mountain to sea (or to him ’s deputy, given that we have entered a period of uncertainty beyond our understanding).

Your Majesty, I have no doubt that you will not want to read such a letter, for it is from my hand, and the moment you see the signature you will be tempted to throw it into the fire, and I urge you to resist. ——I never engage in such communication easily, and I have no urgent reason to launch such a war.

Now your astrologer will tell you what all rational people can see - the order of the world is changing, the great guardianship left by the ancient saints has collapsed, and the remaining original power is also in danger, thousands of The forces that have remained unchanged for many years are beginning to die, while other things are spreading and multiplying at an unreasonable speed.

Can anyone now doubt the fact that the Gods of Destruction have put aside their ancient quarrels and begun to act in unison? If this were the case, what doubt could there be about their eventual victory? The great heroes of the past are no longer with us. We live in an era of soul poverty.

However, all is not lost, there is another way. Only one soul can stand firm in the storm of chaos: my master, who had previously broken the ancient banishment and tried to return to the world, but my heir's arrogance, pride, and conspiracy brought a glimmer of life to the world, that is I, across death and time, have returned from Hades, stronger and more magnificent than last time. After acquiring part of the master's power, I have proven many times that I am the enemy of Chaos, and so have you.

We have fought side by side several times, and you have seen it with your own eyes.

The duel in which your great ancestor ended him still echoes through the ages, but if you wish to see the forces of Order prevail now, you must welcome my return now.

I am the Lord of Death, the head of the Von Carstein family, the Emperor of Sylvania, a demigod with stronger legitimacy and legal claims. Now I am willing to temporarily put aside my past differences and temporarily give up my title of emperor. Serves you. My army is already on your side, though you may not know it yet. They will fight with you again if you agree to my proposal. Generous gifts are motivated purely by mutual need.

The living and the dead once fought with each other, but we are more alike to each other than to the decaying darkness beyond, intent on turning the world into a howling whirlpool of eternal melting, while we understand order, command, and The code of perseverance. A future is taking shape, where the foundations of reality are once again solidified, the weak will be protected, and the power to rule is stronger than ever. This is not the future your pastors are used to praying for, but the survival of humanity itself. I assure you, this is the best outcome you can hope for right now.

Make no mistake, Your Majesty (or his lieutenants), this is the choice you face: Alliance, or Annihilation. Just as your proud savior Ludwig swallowed his pride and chose to join forces with Teclis, the great wizard of the Ulthuan elves who was regarded as a witch because of his ignorance, so we must make a decision in our own time. Tough choices.

I will ask for nothing but my birthright: the Archduke and Elector of Sylvania, a province whose existence has been unjustly denied for too long, and I swear to the world that I am granted The title of elector was in accordance with all imperial laws. I received the title of elector from Otto justly and married his daughter Isabella. I should have ruled over the people. I should have been crowned in Braunschweig. , you foolishly declined this favor, but now I have put my past grievances behind me and decided to apologize for the disastrous consequences I had caused.

I demand legal power and the same status symbols as others of my class: Runefangs (surely you can convince the dwarves to forge me another one, right?), a seat on the Imperial Council, ancient immunity from customary statutes, and the ability to form and Maintain the power of the military. I only ask you for a superfluous favor: give me a chance to search the resting place of my lover in Reikland. If the world is to be rebuilt, then I must find her before everything is remade. She is my only one. ,my everything.

I understand that the mutual hostility between our two peoples will make it difficult for this proposal to be accepted fairly. Although I have no doubt about it, beneath these realms you will see ancient prejudices and deep-seated resentments, you will find us sharing the same symptoms, and you will understand what is at stake. Besides, after all, don’t I have any prior claim to this title? Or is the power of conquest worthless in this fallen age?

I believe this letter will eventually contact you, even though everything is extremely chaotic and wants to crush us to the ground. When you read this, I will already be on the march, passing through Sri Lanka along the necessary route. Tire to Brunswick, and when I arrive I will command a much larger army than the last time I camped outside your walls.

I sincerely hope that I will not come too late, at least then you still have the opportunity to make the decisions you deserve under a clear sky without any worries.

Until then, I remain, as I once was, your loyal and everlasting servant.

Yours faithfully

Vlad von Carstein