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At the end of the week, the weekly council eting between the 4 councilors and the Emperor was being held.

Sitting on a magnificent golden throne was Emperor Cinder, who was emanating an aura of power and authority.

The Emperor was adorned in a resplendent robe woven from the finest crimson silk, reflecting the color of flas dancing in the hearth. The fabric shimred with a subtle luster as if infused with the very essence of fire itself. Intricate patterns of golden threads trace across the fabric, depicting mythical creatures and symbols associated with the empire's rich magical heritage. These patterns seem to co alive as the Emperor moved, casting flickering shadows upon the fabric's surface.

The robe draped gracefully over the Emperor's broad shoulders, falling in elegant folds that pool at his feet. Its high collar stood tall, framing his regal countenance and drawing attention to his commanding presence. The collar is embellished with exquisite gemstones that sparkle like burning embers, adding an enchanting touch to his attire.

Beneath the robe, the Emperor wore a suit of armor specially crafted to harmonize with the golden flas. Gleaming plates of burnished gold form the foundation, intricately etched with ancient runes. These symbols seem to glow softly with a fiery glow, hinting at the Emperor's mastery over the fire elent as well as the golden flas.

Upon his flowing jet-black hair rested a magnificent crown, forged from molten gold and encrusted with rare gemstones that mirrored the hues of a roaring inferno. Flas danced along the edges of the crown, defying gravity as they twist and curl in a srizing display. The crown was a powerful artifact and a testant to the Emperor's status as the ruler of the Fire Empire.

As the Emperor sat upon his golden throne, his emotionless dark blue eyes looked at each of the four holograms standing not too far away.

One of the holograms was Aurelius Frostborne, the current leader of the Frostborne Ancestral family.

He had white hair and an enchanting presence that exuded both power and serenity. His flowing locks of hair, as pure as freshly fallen snow, frad his regal countenance, falling gracefully around his face and cascading down to his broad shoulders. Each strand shimrs with a frosty sheen as if touched by the breath of winter itself, while occasional glimrs of icy blue and silver hues add an ethereal quality to his appearance.

His eyes, a srizing shade of glacial blue, hold a cold piercing gaze that seed to see through the hearts of n.

His sculpted jawline and high cheekbones lend an air of nobility. His complexion, pale as the icy moonlight, appeared flawless and untouched by blemish or imperfection.

The robe he wore was crafted from a flowing fabric as pale as freshly fallen snow, draped in layers that mimicked the shimring patterns of frost forming on a winter morning. Delicate silver embroidery traces intricate snowflake motifs along the edges, twinkling with an otherworldly radiance as they caught the light.

The ancestor of the Frostborne ancestral family was a powerful explorer that had left the land now known as the Tigeria empire. During his exploration, he arrived at the undiscovered land that was now the Synder empire.

At that ti most of the entire area was overrun by extrely powerful beasts. During this period, he t a young Synder, and thanks to their adventurous spirits they easily beca close friends. They banded together alongside the other Ancestors to slowly eradicate the beasts and form the empire.

Just like the royal family that had Golden flas, the few mbers of the Frostborne family were able to conjure ice, but only when they advanced into the Hero realm.

Among the 4 ancestral families, the Frostborne family was the most secluded with none of their family mbers ever joining any of the magic schools but were ho-schooled by Aurelius and other mbers of the family.

Opposite Aurelius was the current leader of the Blackthorn Ancestral family, Cedric Blackthorn. He had brown hair and gave off an aura of self-importance and superiority, with every aspect of his appearance reflecting his inflated ego.

His hair was a lustrous shade of chestnut brown that cascaded down in a ticulously arranged coif, a symbol of his ticulous attention to detail and desire for perfection.

His eyes, deep and penetrating, hold a haughty gaze that seems to look down at those that stared into them. They were the color of rich soil but lacked warmth and empathy. Instead, they radiated an icy coolness that hinted at his dismissive and condescending nature.

He wore a robe woven from fabrics that possessed textures of nature. Its color was of earthy tones, blending various shades of brown and green, evoking the vibrant colors found in forests and fields. Delicate embroidery, inspired by intricate leaf patterns and the swirling motifs of ancient earth runes, adorned the edges of the robe.

The ancestor of the Blackthorn family was the closest to Synder among the other ancestors. They were both commoners who had grown up together in a human village. When Synder had begun his journey, Blackthorn was the first to join him.

The only bad part of this tale was that the current generation of the Blackthorn ancestral family had forgotten their roots, and were now strongly against what they were.

Their control over the Earth elent was very powerful, but it was nothing special when compared with the golden flas of the royal family or the ice of the Frostbornes. The sa thing applied to their plant elent, but their specialty ca from the combination of both the earth and plant elents.

To the left of Cedric Blackthorn was Prince Bryon who represented the royal family in the council, while opposite him was Jaeger Nyx, the leader of the Nyx family which was also known as the hidden blade of the emperor.

Compared to the other Ancestral families, the Nyx family was the smallest in size, but they were no doubt the strongest after the royal family. They had found a way to greatly increase the chances of their descendants awakening the darkness elent, but even at that, they were not many.

The good thing about this was that every mber of the family that awakened the darkness elent was unrivaled, while the rest of the family were trained to be top-notch assassins.

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