Hello everyone! I have returned with a new fanfiction! It might be my last Caesar fanfic until I come up with more ideas. This time I want to focus on a new approach on Caesar. In this story we will see him rise from a broken child to a powerful general, all to create a world in which all races can coexist. It is set in a medieval setting with fantasy creatures such as elves and dragons. Enjoy!

There was debris on the ground, and fires everywhere. The smoke was as thick as it could get, and you could barely see what was in front of you. There was people running and screaming, trying to escape the catastrophic event happening around them. The Roman providence had been attacked by the higher ups of the western kingdom. Many of the people did not expect such a thing in the city-state after hundreds of years of peaceful living. There was a small boy, at about the age of eight who was frantic about something.

"Mama! Papa!" The white-haired boy was looking everywhere for his parents. They were nowhere to be seen. He had gone to the next town to deliver a letter for them. At last he found them but, not in a way that he wanted to see.

"Gaius..." The blue-eyed woman looked up at him. A taller man with white hair was underneath her, motionless and his light blue eyes glossy from losing their life.

The boy's eyes grew wide and watery.

"M..mama...w-what happened to papa..?" His body was trembling in fear. It couldn't be..his dad dead?!

"Don't worry dear," the woman coughed into her hand, spitting out blood. "Papa is just resting." She smiled. "And soon I will too."

"B-but papa isn't moving! Or breathing!" The child was scared.

"My Gaius. You are very wise for your age..understanding such things.." She placed a hand on his face.

"Be strong my beloved son."

"Mama..no! Please don't leave me!" The boy began crying.

The woman kissed his head gently. "There is something I would like you to have..please take care of it..", she placed a key in his hand and fell back on top of her husband.

"Mama.." The boy shook her gently and there was no response. He continued to do so a few more times until he realized that his mother was dead.

His eyes widened in horror and he let out a devastating cry.

The boy continued to cry, as he held onto his parents. After what seemed an eternity, the boy decided to use the key to open the chest his parents locked away. He walked through the debris, flames almost engulfing him at some point. He was pushed by the remaining people running, trying to hold onto their dear life. Eventually he ended up at his house. It too was lowered to debris, but yet the chest remained intact. When he opened it, his eyes grew wide. It was a sword, a sword made of silver with a unique technological design. It almost seemed like it was from the future, and near the hilt of the blade the words "Quo Vadis" were engraved.

The boy picked up the blade and it glowed a light purple.

"What!?" He was shocked by the way the weapon reacted to him but he was not afraid, in fact he was amused by the sight.

"'Quo Vadis'.. The blade papa told me about.." He gripped it, feeling the power from it surge his body.

As he turned, soldiers surrounded him.

"It's him! The remaining Caesar! We need to dispose of him now!"

"Remaining Caesar.." The boy's eyes narrowed as he realized that these men were his parents' killers. He held the sword in front of him and the prongs opened.

"Retreat! He has that sword!" The soldiers turned around and tried to keep their distance, but it was already too late.

The weapon unleashed a powerful lightning attack that radiated around all the soldiers, killing them on contact.

The child wiped the blood from his face and heard crying coming from nearby. He followed it, to find a child his age. The boy had green hair and lavender eyes.

"It's okay now. The bad guys are gone." Caesar held out his hand towards the other kid.

"They are?" He looked up, wiping his tears.

"Mm. I got rid of them." The white-haired boy smiled a half smile.

"What's your name?"

"I'm Gaius Julius Caesar. But Caesar is just fine. How about you?"

"Marcus Junius Brutus. Mm Brutus is alright."

"Let's be friends."

"Heh?! But we've only just met."

"We can still be friends."

"What do we do now?...our home is destroyed.."

"We'll prove to the western kingdom that we can live in coexistence and peace." He raised the blade, "And they will pay for doing this to us! Brutus let us work together!"

"I will follow you wherever I must, Caesar." The boy kneeled.

"As friends of course."

After a few days, the children were ready to leave the Roman city-state, and move into the next town, hoping to get people to listen to their pleads.

They got to the town after 15 minutes. People turned to look at the children. Indeed they knew where they had come from. News of the destruction of one of the largest western kingdom providences, was sure to spread.

"Caesar are you sure this is a good idea?" The green-haired boy looked at him in uncertainty.

"Mm! They'll understand. They have to." He tried to smile.

After a while, Caesar stood in the town square, holding his sword in front of him. People turned but disregarded it because he was just a child.

"Excuse me.." The boy tried calling their attention formally but they kept ignoring him. Eventually he had enough of being really nice.

"I want you all to take a listen to what I have to say!"

The people turned, not expecting that reaction.

"I want you all to listen to my pleads. The western kingdom is a great threat to it's own people! A few nights ago my home was attacked! And no one did anything!"

"What is that child saying?!"

"He's insane!"

"The attack traumatized the poor thing."

The blue-eyed boy tried to ignore the vile comments and continued to speak.

"It's not a bad thing! If we all work together we can surely stop a disaster like this from happening again. It can be your town next! Your parents or children could die!"

"You're delusional."

"Maybe your city-state was being a bit selfish and straying from our rules."

"You had filthy half-breeds and ex-humans!"

"You're a disgrace to the western kingdom."

"You all deserved it."

Caesar fell to his knees, not wanting to hear it anymore. People were being mean. The poor child had just lost his family and everything that made him happy.

"Humanity is selfish...it's not me..it's everyone else..they're giving us a bad name.."

The boy was mumbling to himself.

Brutus noticed and stepped in front of his new friend.

"Caesar isn't delusional! And he's not insane either! He wants to change this kingdom!"

"Says an eight year old child!"

"Yeah! You must be delusional too!"

Brutus couldn't take it and began crying. "We are not delusional!"

Caesar asked Brutus to move gently and pointed the sword at the people.

"If that's how you want it! Then all of you should die! We don't need your selfishness!"

"Caesar please stop." His friend tugged on his shirt.

The white-haired boy was crying, "But they won't believe me.."

"Some day Caesar I know it! When we're older!"

"I just hope we can all coexist in peace."