As the morning wind intensified, Neron drove his car in the parking lot of a majestic white and old-fashioned building, got down from his vehicle, and headed into its ornamental hallway.
"Welcome, your majesty. Everyone is already awaiting you. Please follow me." A young man dressed in a white gown said.
Without responding, Neron followed him down the hall and towards a door. Then he waited as the young man pushed open the door and walked in.
“Everyone arise! His majesty is here!” He shouted as Neron stepped into the hall.
The presence of fear intensified when his eyes glowed red as he stared at the faces in the room.
“Your majesty, please take pity on us and spare our lives!” An elder abruptly shouted in fear.
As Neron turned to meet the elder’s eyes, his face twisted in rage.
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