Chosen by the divine flow of energy throughout the world, you possess the unique ability of Intent. Burgeoned by your abilities - you can inflict changes on the world by observing the nature of the world and impressing your will upon it. Be wary, however. While you may have led the band that brought low the Empire’s corruption, it still festers in the aftermath - roiling with envy at what you have cost them. Your abilities are not infallible either - your intent focuses the outcome, but it is the divine flow’s whims as to whether these intents materialize as expected. Be wary. Be kind. Be cruel, if you wish. Simply remember that just because one can shape the world - it can neither save one from the people you now rule nor the axe that can slay all.

The people were freed - and yet they desired more. Leader, you once again stand at a point of choice. This is not a singular branch in destiny, but rather one you shall make for the rest of your life.
Observe the way you rule. The way your people feel and react and need and want. This intimate macrocosm in which you need not use your power to shape its form.