As you and the other slaves are lined up, you feel a surge of fear and uncertainty. You try to keep a brave face, but the tension is palpable. Then you see the Emperor's eyes land on you. His cold, calculating gaze pierces through you, and your heart starts racing. "You," he says, gesturing towards you. "Step forward." Your legs are shaking, but you force yourself to walk forward, feeling all the eyes on you.