Imperatores

One had a dream that became a reality. Pax romana extended its reach into territories so absurdly far from each other, that she still astonished centuries later. Pax romana, taken for granted - and yet, in the grand scheme of things, the Parliament of Emperors - Imperatorum Parliament - is a place of turmoil. People die - usually quickly. People strive and live - usually not for long. But they do know that they live in an era of peace, grandeur and glory, and they will see to it that it stays that way.   In the Stop of Time, the people of the Parliament watch these conflits and meaningful wars with a dry eye. They do not blame men. They admire heroes. They too have a calling, for the grandeur and glory of they own civilisation. They are a part of the Federation, certainly, a mere region in the world; but wasn't the Roman Empire also a simple region in a big, big world that had five continents and many other empires? And yet, see what the Roman Empire became in all memories. That is because people believed in it, as powerfully as they could believe in peace, in harmony and in glory themselves.   And so, the Emperors have set themselves a destination, a goal to reach in and out of time: to mark history. It is pointless to believe that the Void would be less than the Flow. This is where they live, and this is where they'll be remembered. And so this is the place that shall be the recipient and the page of all the stories they'll build.   Meanwhile, deserters from everywhere in the Federation are quite happy to stroll in their uncharted Flow territory.