On a very advanced civilization that thrived for endless years, a huge city was built floating on the air with the help of advanced technology. A city was known in this civilization as the heart, as it was the first place where their ancestors lived, grouped together, and started their unyielding conquer to the universe.

Although after all these years this civilization didn't manage to achieve the ancestors goal, which was to dominate the whole universe without an equal, it managed to establish its reign over a huge territory that included many systems in this universe, to become the mighty Rodan empire.

The heart city wasn't located exactly in the heart of this planet at the beginning, but now it was floating endlessly roaming this planet, where everyone else was bowing their heads down below at the ground everywhere it went.

Inside this city, the highest and most esteemed and holy place here was the main palace, the sky palace, where the ancestors swore their old famous oath, the Rodan's oath, to never stop before ruling over every galaxy in the universe.

This palace was a wonder of its own, designed by the famous architect, Mokhader, millions of years ago. Its main tower, which extended to an altitude to break the atmosphere and reach outer space, was an icon of this city and the whole civilization, so it was named after the empire that was established many years after building this palace, the Rodan tower.

On any day, this city was bustling with activities, while the main palace was always calm and empty, but not today.

In contrast to the usual habits here, In this particular day the whole palace was bustling with many people who traveled from far and near to attend this important ceremony, the birth of a new ruler that would take command of their space ship instead of their late wise ruler who just died a week ago.

Anyone here wasn't a nobody, as they were either legion commanders of mighty armies or famous leaders in many worlds under the Rodan empire. today they all came to declare their allegiance to the new ruler, and witness the moment of his ascension to their throne.

Servants were ready for this particular day, as they had one week to prepare, so they guided all the guests in a tour around the palace and served them well, the guests went everywhere except for the Rodan tower, which was the main residency of the royal family.

Rodan tower was a restricted area that no one except for the royal family to step on, except for this day, as they could witness the marvel of this legendary tower, as the ascension ceremony would be held at the highest place in it, the Rodan tower crown.

"This way, ladies and gentlemen, the Rodan tower is opened."

These voices, accompanied by a loud, yet well played, music appeared everywhere in the vicinity of the palace. The guests didn't hesitate to follow the servants lead as they were guided towards the tower.

The tower was very huge and complex from the inside, and even in this day no one was allowed to wander aimlessly there, so everyone just followed the servants towards the main hall.

There were many advanced elevators that could accommodate thousands, or even tens of thousands in one ride.

The guests moved following the servants guidance to board those elevators, which were added in later generations than the original architect age, and went immediately in nearly no time towards the crown zone.

This way was very efficient in keeping the interior design of the tower secret, even when hundreds of thousands or even millions of people attended the throne ascension ceremony like today.

Up there, the crown was formed like a huge crystal ball, where anyone inside could look anywhere and see the deep space, supported by advanced magnifying technology which made the view from up there very fascinating, and worthy of being called legendary.

It didn't take long for millions of people who came to the ceremony to reach the crown zone, which was modified by the latest space technology to be like a whole new planet.

Everyone stood there amidst a very primitive scene, where mountains appeared everywhere on the horizon, and rich grassy lands stretched endlessly under their feet.

This was a simulation for the ancestral world where the Rodan's ancestors lived, and it was the holy lands of all Rodan empire citizens.

"Welcome to all of you at our Holy lands, the ancestral lands. It's my honor today to lead everyone here in the ascension ceremony. Let the rituals begin."

This soft, yet audible clearly, voice came from the sky to attract everyone's attention. Suddenly, a majestic looking mountain made out of gold, and precious ores from every corner of the empire appeared descending marvelously from the clouds.

It appeared like its presence there was overwhelmingly more beautiful than anything else, even the deep space scenes beyond the faint cyan sky.

"Behold the holy mountain, the ancestral holy grave where every king ruled Rodan empire was buried there since the ancient times. It's the holy mountain in the heart of the holy lands, and it's where our king will ascend to the top.

Every new king must ascend alone there, to receive the blessing from our previous long chain of mighty kings, to be blessed with their wisdom, knowledge, and advises. Behold the holy mountain, as you never will see it again in your lifetime."

This time, the mountain was closer to the ground, so everyone down there managed to spot the one who was speaking.

He was an old man with a hunched back, standing on the outer perimeter of the mountain, wearing a long majestic cloak that was made of precious silk with many rarely seen or heard ornaments. The man stood in his place motionless holding a long thick stick that even exceeded his height.

"Salute our late king daughter, the next king of our empire, The crown princess Islinda."

A 15 years old female with long stature and a stunning body appeared wearing a breath holding armor. She stood on the side of the mountain, looking towards all those who came to see her ascension ceremony and her heart had no speck of joy or excitement.

She just buried her beloved father that she didn't live much with to rest forever beside her mother whom she never met in her life. She was raised from her youngest age to become a mighty king, as in this empire there was no place for queens except beside the throne of the kings.

Her father planned for her to be a king, and her future husband who his father had recommended to her would turn to be her queen. She looked with steady eyes and straight face to everyone, hiding her inner conflicted, soul tearing emotions deep perfectly from anyone's keen eyes.

She was raised well on the hands of the finest, learnt the craft of a ruler, and trained to be a mighty warrior. She was prepared her entire life for this moment, which came early, very early than what she had expected.

Although prepared yet not ready, that was her state of mind and soul right now.