Caius sighed as he sat on his bed and looked out his floor to ceiling window at all the stars and planets. He could not believe that he wanted to go back to the one that his father seemed to be drawn to as he had to admit it did hold someone who he could possibly see himself with. He hated the fact that he was so far away. Sighing he turned over onto his back and looked at the luxurious chandelier on his ceiling. Honestly he couldn't understand why he couldn't fall for one of the beauties that were already his. The slaves that he had used when he needed a pick me up the ones that loved it when he came a calling.

Asmund made his way towards his son's room. He had to get his son ready for war. For war against his rival. FOR WAR! FOR WAR FOR WAR FOR WAR! Because once he smites The Rival's planet! He shall have a victories glouroius feast and lots of orgies with transgenders, males, and females. Even telenece monsters. Yah Asmund went here. Asmund had no limits when it came to a sexual relationship or sex for that matter. He simply screwed whatever walked. That's how we rolled. To be honest. We did whatever we wanted to do. There was a planet needed smiting, The Dawnbloods wrecked it and drained the souls of the planets. He made his way towards the door and opened it. "Raise and shine my boy." he said calmly.