"And so long as I am content, well, the world keeps spinning as usual" Is your that why our shit so so fucked up
My brother showed up in my kingdom, for the first time in hundreds of years since he fell, and comes storming in, out of his mind with hatred and grief, takes several phalanxes of our hard working soldiers, as well as loyal Elemental Citizens and whatever the hell those goblin pests are, trashes Atalea and forces them out of their localized space to Lore, literally tears open portals wherever the hell he wants and raises our father from the dead temporarily. My kingdom is in chaos, people in my kingdom have called for his removal from existence, the diplomats are disgusted, I’ve had numerous attempts on my life and there has even been talk of coups.
You’ll forgive me if I don’t have time to clean up his favorite sandbox. Now, if you’ll excuse me, Her Imperial pain in my ass is calling and I must answer her. She has to be the worst thing I’ve inherited from our father.