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The coaster blasted through the tracks at insane speeds, looping, twisting, and hurtling downward with breathtaking force. By the end, the challenger was laughing hysterically while his friend sat completely pale, gripping the seat like his life depended on it."D-Did we just die?!""No, but let’s go again!"Back with Mies and his family, the group had finally chosen their first ride—the Aether Sky Carousel, a floating carousel of beautifully sculpted air beasts that soared gracefully through the sky.Yggdrasil giggled as she rode on a glowing mana-dragon, while Mina picked the biggest griffon she could find.Elijah, sitting beside Mies, sighed. "You know, I never thought this would be our legacy. I figured you’d be conquering nations, not building theme parks."Mies smirked. "Conquest comes in many forms, love."Elijah chuckled. "So, what’s next? Aeternum-brand beach resorts?"Mina gasped. "Mies! Can we do that next?!"Mies laughed. "Let’s just enjoy today first."As the sun set, the

"Having trouble with the carts?"Cedric straightened immediately, his noble pride kicking in. "Ah, President Mies! No, no, of course not. I was merely… assessing its security. One cannot be too careful with, uh, automated devices."Mies smirked. "Right. Well, let me show you how it works."With effortless ease, he grabbed a bottle of Aeternum’s premium wine, scanned it at the self-checkout, tapped his bank token, and finished the purchase within seconds.The screen blinked: "Thank you for shopping with us!"The knight and noble stared in awe."It’s that simple," Mies said casually.Lord Cedric rubbed his chin, intrigued. "Hmm… fascinating. Perhaps this convenience is not so barbaric after all."Behind them, the knight was still holding the bread."What… now?" the knight asked hesitantly.The old woman sighed. "You bag it, dear."As Mies made his way back to Mina—who was now carrying an absurd amount of milk—the TV cameras zoomed in for the closing segment."Today, Aeternum has once ag

The emperor sat at the head of the table, silent. Then, he spoke.“We have two choices,” he said coldly. “We either submit willingly, or we find a way to break their hold on us.”Silence fell over the room.“Then… how do we fight an empire that doesn’t use weapons to conquer?”The emperor’s expression darkened.“… We find their weakness.”Back in Aeternum, the night was peaceful. Mies and his wives sat together on the grand balcony, the warm evening breeze brushing against them. It was rare for all of them to gather like this, away from politics and responsibilities.Mina playfully ran her fingers through Mies’ hair. “We should do this more often.”Elijah stretched, smirking. “If we weren’t so damn good at running the world, maybe we’d have more free time.”Andrea chuckled. “Still… seeing how easily we’re shaping the world, it almost feels unfair, doesn’t it?”Bina snorted. “Unfair? Please. If the world wants to enjoy what we give them, they can also serve us in return.”Rafaela swirl

One by one, other rulers followed. And so, Aeternum’s medical empire began. Months later, across the allied nations, Aeternian-built hospitals were established, vaccine programs were launched, and cheap, high-quality medicine flooded the markets. Life expectancy skyrocketed.People no longer relied on expensive healing potions. Instead, they turned to Aeternian drugs, Aeternian doctors, Aeternian research.Slowly but surely, the world grew dependent.In a dark chamber in the Iron Dominion, King Harland sat with his advisors, fuming.“They control our food. Our technology. Our culture. And now our very health?!” he spat.His advisor nodded grimly. “Aeternum has done what no conqueror ever could. The people don’t just respect them. They need them.”Harland clenched his fists. “Then we must find a way to break free.”Back in Aeternum, Mies and Rafaela stood on the presidential balcony, overlooking the sprawling metropolis below.“We’ve done it,” Rafaela murmured. “Medicine, food, technol

In a bustling workshop, blacksmiths and engineers worked side by side, assembling something never before seen in Fantasma—mechanical prosthetic limbs.A veteran knight, Sir Alden, watched as an Aeternums doctor secured a sleek metal arm to his shoulder. He had lost his limb years ago and resigned himself to a life of uselessness.“Try moving it,” the doctor instructed.Alden clenched his jaw, then thought about moving his fingers. To his shock, the prosthetic responded instantly. His metal fingers curled into a fist, and his eyes widened in disbelief.“This… this shouldn’t be possible!”Andrea entered the room, arms crossed smugly. “In Aeternum, nothing is impossible.”She gestured to a row of people—farmers, merchants, soldiers—all missing limbs.“We’re mass-producing prosthetics. No longer will lost limbs be a death sentence. With our new designs, even the commoners can afford one.”Alden’s eyes welled with tears. “You mean… I can fight again?”Andrea chuckled. “Not just fight. Win.

Meanwhile, across the sea in the Iron Dominion, King Harland watched in disgust as a report detailed how seafood was becoming the new staple food of the world.“This is unacceptable,” he growled. “They’ve already taken our steel markets, our trade routes… and now they seek to control food itself?”His advisor hesitated. “Your Majesty, if we don’t allow seafood imports, our people will begin smuggling it in anyway. It’s too affordable, too abundant. Even the black markets are flooded with Aeternum’s products.”Harland slammed his fist on the table. “Then we must find a way to stop them!”But how could he stop an empire that owned the sea itself?Back in Aeternum, Andrea stood on the deck of The Leviathan, the largest fishing vessel ever built. Around her, massive mechanical harpoons, crane systems, and automated processing lines buzzed with activity. Below, the dark ocean churned with movement.“Status report?” Andrea asked, adjusting her high-tech monocle.Captain Redd, a burly fisher