For three thousand years, the Human Race has never been as high-spirited as today.
They were dressed in various filthy clothes, unshaven, with clouded eyes and a rough complexion from working in mines.
Yet their faces were overflowing with excitement, all proudly looking up at their Emperor.
In comparison, the Emperor's life was evidently much better.
He was plump, though his hair was a bit curly and balding, wearing a golden robe that shone brilliantly in the sunlight.
