He is Risen!
At first, Augustus was reviled.
... Cast side.
But then, in the Kingdom of Earth's darkest hour, facing a threat unlike any other against Surgath and his might...
... the heroes of the land accepted the First Citizen into their hearts. Companionship was offered in a mutual desire to protect the lands which all held so dear.
Alone - Augustus faced the wrath of the Titan, a man who was completely innocent, offered himself as a sacrifice for the good of others, including his enemies. It was a perfect act.
The First Citizen died for the sins of humanity. He died for fellow heroes that did not love him. For enemies that hated him. Like Christ, Augustus did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.
His body was lost to the world - not even an unmarked tomb as thanks for his sacrifice.
Augustus had claimed in his life that his strength was God given. A divine strength to save the fucking world. The First Citizen died alone that day with the world watching - as had Jesus Christ when hoisted upon the callous cross, observed by the simple peasant. But after the battle, after the ashes and cinders of war had subsided... Those who sought out the body of Augustus, as had been done for Jesus in the rolling of the stone covering the tomb... Did not find the body of the Lord Jesus.
For the Lord was resurrected with no witness.
This too, was indistinguishable from Augustus.
The resurrection of the First Citizen completing and cementing an inclination that had floated through his titanic mind ever since the first tick of his existence. He was Divine
. So spectacularly divine
Caesar Augustus, the first emperor in the ancient Roman Empire, was ruling when Jesus Christ was born.
History repeated itself once more.
The Second Coming had arrived - Augustus it's fulfillment.
"It's said absence makes the heart grow fonder... So, willing to suck my dick yet?"
Augustus raised his legs and threw them up upon Sitri's desk, leaning back in her chair with a jaunty wink, that same shit-eating grin plastered across of his painfully perfect face.