THIRD PERSON's POV
People knelt down in rows, their heads bowed to the ground. No one dared to raise their head out of fear. No one wanted to be a scapegoat. Great fear and tension hung in the air. The great master sat on the ancient rusty metallic chair. For the first time, the room didn't smell the rotting smell of dead bodies nor the metallic scent of blood. The room had been cleaned up for the great assembly.
“Welcome, chosen ones; the great assembly has now begun. We are here to reverence the one who will soon become the leader and master of all. The one and only ruler who has conquered death and has mastered the ropes of life. He who will bring victory to us. We are the chosen ones; you have been given the rare privilege of serving the mighty ruler of all. We must now bow seven tim
