"In essence, you, a common revolutionary, bandit, populist, charlatan, whatever, obviously a fellow of great reckoning, and judging by the size of your own entourage a significant reputation amongst low lifers, will now be seen in history as the commoner who conquered Caesar."
"One day, sir, history will know of your magnanimity."
"Magnanimity," Caesar said, a faraway look in his eyes. He chuckled.
"Caesar," Jesus said. Caesar turned to meet his gaze. "Where is the power of morality?"
"It died with the first pieces of evidence that God, your Father, is imperfect."
"Am I his Son?"
"However it came to be, Jesus," Caesar said, turning to walk away into history, "However it came to be."
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