Visma Nation to Aeternum, is not a nation that worth concerning about, sure they do have some military capability, but I don’t really have to do anything to them at all, they were just a bunch of divisive peoples that prioritized their own wallet more than anything. In fact, Visma Nation were the only country that has never launch a war for their people, even if dozens of their people dead outside of their border they didn’t even bat an eye or spare a thought for these people at all. For Visma Nation as long as people don’t come into their territory, they will never do anything at all.That is why, I rather than dealing with them, I am trying to influenced the population by using a soft domination, conquering their cultures and lifestyles, and before them knowing it, surely the nation will crumbles on themselves and surrender themselves to me. Of course these is a long term plan by me. For now, Visma Nation should not at all fall, because they have a sole purpose to me as the wall to
Whilst in Aeternum the nation were moving on it’s own progressive path without any hindrance, in Alemia Nation the situation weren’t as calm and serene as the other parts of the Continent. Everyday, there were always a report of skirmishes all over the Central region of Alemia Nation. Every single day passes the casualty rates of the people steadily raises, and surprisingly despite the people already spoken out that they were fed up with the conflict, the nobles heeds no warning at all, and still insisted of fighting. As a result, the entire country were in disarray, and that includes the Eastern Alemia Nation Region, the Dukedom of Gust.At the Western border of the Gust Territory, at the Sunset Fortress, Duke Oliver Gust were standing on top of the Fortress Wall, looking over the many refugees that made their way, haggardly and slowly entering the fortress gate, running away from the central region away from the intensified conflicts. His aged face, and solemn gaze, displayed just
Right now the entire situations is downright gloomy and depressing already, after all, a lot of things that happened that brought them grief is the kind of stuff that they can’t really do anything about. They cannot stopped the war because they were the only side that were against the war. Thus as the 2 of the middle aged guy were gazing at the sunset and the trails of people that were moving slowly on the roads entering the fortress. Viscount Crisp tried to lighten up the mood by talking about their cheerful topic, and that is the combination of their children stories and Aeternum.“That’s right..my son said.. the Student Council actually were given chances to attend the Aeternum Cabinet meeting…that is something amazing, Milord..have the Young lady shared anything about that?..”.(Viscount Crisp)“Oh..I heard about that…Francesca called be and talked about it a few days ago…these days, she told me, that all the 3rd year Student’s are currently doing their practical period…even she he
Just as Duke Oliver Gust and Viscount Crisp were just taking their sweet time to speaks about something that both of them finds relaxing. Both of them were startled by the sudden intrusion of a third party, Duke and the Viscount duo were known as Tier 3 Knight, that has a lot of experience in combat and wars, and they naturally already got used to some dark stuff, especially assassins, at these moment, when their conversation were interrupted, Both of them only realized the presence of Senior Agent Mephis just after he was, by himself revealed his aura to them. Certainly they both didn’t know just how long has it been for him to stand inside the wall tower observing them.“My request were approved?…and what request is that, that I asked for someone like you to appeared from the shadow like these?..”.(Duke Oliver Gust)Being a noble of another nation and also a subject of Alemia Nation recent attentions. Duke Oliver Gust naturally has to be careful about how he approach somethings, aft
Currently in Alemia Nation, where the nation were in the peak of war, The eastern region decision is a factor that can easily toppled the whole situations, should he decided to support one faction, the war can already find it’s victors. But as everyone knows the duke has been showing strong decision and reluctance to not support anyone in the war, and openly stated that the war should be ceased at once. So, to the 2 factions, he was already being seen as a bigger threat that can doomed them in any possible way. And already decided that either they should succumb him no matter what, or if not, then it was better for him and the entire Ducal family to die, so that they can use the Duke territory and power for themselves.Even Duke Oliver himself already aware of the facts that they Queen and Crown Prince factions already started to change their approach when they come for him. What at first was a warm inquiry has now started to getting rather obnoxious and these days it has been gotten
Rather than keeping his excitement in one place, Duke Oliver Gust is now certain that he should take up these invitations from Aeternum seriously. So instead of still staying at the fortress, he headed back home immediately, leaving Viscount Crisp took command of the fortress and helped the refugees coming into the territory, while he and Senior Agent Mephis head back to the Gust City, the capital of the Eastern Alemia Region. To Duke Oliver his excitement were bubbling up already, because he can’t wait to see the Aeternum leadership before him, he cannot help but imagining that perhaps more good things come to fruition thanks to these very occasion.“The City is quite remarkable, Duke Oliver…I can see that you are implementing a lot of Aeternum influence in these city….Amongst many of the cities all over the continent that I went to…these city is perhaps has the most vibrant and lively atmosphere, comparable to New City in Aeternum…the people truly loved these place..I can see it in
As soon as the Duke and Senior Agent Mephis separated away, one were send to wait and another went to get prepared. The Entire mansion were thrown into a frenzy, Duke Oliver went straight to wash himself up whilst order his head butler to deliver his words to his 2 wives and his 2 young sons to prepared for a long journey. The Duke didn’t said much, of anything other than a fact that he was in a great hurry. Matching his urgency tone, all the staff went into work, after all, if their master were in that much of situation, them the subjects should be more worried than that. By the time, Duke Oliver Gust got out of his Bathing time, and dressing up, both of his wives entered his chamber, anxiously asked.“Your Grace..what is happening?…why are we in such a hurry?…is the Queen or the prince are attacking us?..”.(Duchess Cassi Gust)“Yeah, Your Grace..what is going on?…surely the situations isn’t that bad..right?..”.(Countess Sarra Gust)Usually for a Noble family, especially those that w
To a lot of people in the Central Continent, in fact in the world of Fantasma. Aeternum style of life is really different, and when it comes to a high class treatment, anyone that got the taste of those kind of life especially to the natives of these world they rarely wanted to come back to the way they were before. The entire Gust family, naturally were not that alien to the Aeternum lifestyles, after all, they themselves right after Aeternum were established and opened to the public, they always headed to the New City for leisure. And they thoroughly enjoyed their times there, enjoying the modern rich lifestyles.They even have Mansion of their own in the New City that they always stayed at when they went to New City. That is just how they loved visiting Aeternum and always dreamed to become an Aeternum themselves. Certainly they also have rode the Aeternum Cars before, and among Aeternums, and the nobles either in Aeternum or outside, they always dreamed of riding that Aeternum Gov
I took another sip of tea, letting the warmth spread through me.Because here’s the delicious irony: by copying our education system, they didn’t just adopt our books and schedules.They were adopting our mindset.Every child who learned using our curriculum. Every teacher trained by our methods. Every official who quoted Aeternum textbooks. They were all little seeds planted deep within foreign soil.In ten years?Those nations would think like us.In twenty?They would be like us. All without a single sword being drawn. I leaned back in my chair, utterly content.Without armies, without bloodshed, we were gaining soft political power over thirty-one nations.Real power.The kind that shaped futures. Mina clinked her cup lightly against mine in a silent toast, her green eyes sparkling.“To the future?” she teased.I smiled, lifting my cup.“To the future we’re writing,” I said.And out there, beneath the quiet, darkening sky, the seeds of a new world had already begun to bloom.The n
In New City, the public watched it all unfold on massive news screens and digital displays.A young woman in a coffee shop blinked back tears.“My mother couldn’t even sign her name,” she said. “Now, she’s going to school at sixty. Can you imagine?”A factory worker on break raised his can of iced tea. “They used to mock us for thinking machines would replace us. Now? My kid’s learning to design them.”Later that evening, President Mies stood at his office window in the Black House, overlooking a city glowing with lights and ambition.Minister Myers entered, holding the finalized signed charter.“It’s done,” he said quietly. “They all agreed. The future begins today.”Mies nodded. “We’ve unified their borders, their defense, and their markets,” he said. “Now, we unify their minds.”A long silence followed. Then, just a single line: “History will remember this moment.” And across the continent, it already had.The evening air was soft, almost languid, as I sat back in my chair, savorin
As the documents were sealed, cameras flashed and live broadcasts streamed the images of rulers shaking hands with President Mies—smiles genuine, eyes alight with purpose.The message to the world was unmistakable:Aeternum does not just lead with power—it leads with knowledge.Later, in a private conversation, Jonathan Myers turned to Mies.“This is more than we hoped.”Mies looked out the window of his office, where the UNA flags fluttered in a perfect row.“No,” he said. “This is exactly what I planned.”Jonathan raised a brow. “And what next?”Mies smiled faintly. “We teach the world… to think like us.”The central assembly hall of New Concordia UNA Headquarters—a gleaming white dome adorned with banners of thirty-one nations—had never been so full.Delegates filled every seat. National flags stood in perfect rows. The giant LED display behind the stage glowed with the symbol of the United Nation Alliance, now framed by a new banner in golden letters:"Education for All – A Future
Outside the palace gates, the citizens of Hallerus City buzzed with excitement. News traveled fast: another king had come, and he, too, had seen the truth.And far beyond the city walls, whispers began in other UNA courts:“Perhaps we should ask Queen Helen for assistance.”“Maybe Aeternum’s model isn’t just for them.”“Could we build this future too?”In the Black House of New City, when President Mies received the report of King Leopold’s visit, he simply closed the folder and smiled slightly."One seed sows a thousand trees," he murmured.And in the fields of Fantasma, the seeds of knowledge had already begun to sprout.The towering skyline of New City shimmered beneath a clear morning sky. It was a perfect day for diplomacy—and a historic one.Within the great glass-paneled east wing of the Black House, Aeternum’s political nerve center, a long oval table had been prepared. Security was tight, the air dignified, yet the atmosphere was distinctly welcoming. For today, President Mie
That evening, Queen Helen hosted a quiet reception for the UNA visitors. Modest food, strong Hallerian tea, and conversation flowed freely.“We’re not pretending it’s perfect,” Helen told them. “But we’re not pretending it’s impossible, either.”One observer raised a hand, smiling. “Would you be open to helping other nations start similar programs?”Helen looked to Merrica, then back to them.“Of course,” she said. “We’ve taken help. It would be wrong not to offer it.”It was the kind of answer that made diplomats take notes. And so, Hallerus—once a fractured kingdom cast in shadow—began to shine in a new light. Not as a symbol of power. But as a model of transformation. And as the scholars walked the streets of Hallerus City, alongside teachers and curious children, they quietly realized: The future wasn’t just being forged in Aeternum anymore. It was spreading.The scent of blooming gardenias filled the royal courtyard of Hallerus Royal Palace. The sun hung high above the battlement
“It’s… beautiful,” she said.Jonathan smiled. “It’s sure is,.”The first major step was the immediate conversion of six major city libraries into public education centers. Then came the pilot schools—one for each major region of the kingdom. Each staffed with a blend of local teachers (newly trained) and educational experts from Aeternum who came to oversee implementation.Within a month, Hallerus Elementary Schools opened their doors for the first time. Children from farming villages and mining towns, who had never once held a book of their own, were now reading stories about space, science, and society. They learned arithmetic on digital chalkboards and watched recorded lectures from Aeternum instructors. Classrooms were modest, but organized. Desks were salvaged, but steady.The change was jarring. But it was real. Queen Helen visited one of these pilot schools in the outskirts of Archenport. There, she saw barefoot children reciting alphabet lines. She watched a young girl raise h
Outside in the streets of New City, a mural was already being painted on the wall of a youth center—depicting two children, one Aeternian and one Hallerian, sitting together at a shared desk beneath the words:"Wisdom Unites What War Divides."The mural was uncommission—but no one was taking it down. From within the homes, classrooms, and council chambers of Aeternum, the message was clear: the world was learning, and they were learning from Aeternum.And that made the people walk taller.Because every road rebuilt in Hallerus, every classroom opened, every young mind taught in their system—was a quiet victory for Aeternum’s vision. The age of empires was ending. The age of influence had begun.The great hall of Hallerus Royal Palace hadn’t hosted a summit like this in over a generation. Not for war. Not for taxation. But for education.Long tables stretched beneath arched stone windows, newly adorned with fresh flags representing each province of the Hallerus Kingdom. The air smelled
Contracts were awarded to the newly established Hallerus Road Commission, overseen by both local talent and advisory engineers from Aeternum. Bright orange marker flags began appearing all over the kingdom, outlining future road paths. Caravans brought in equipment, gravel, construction tools—and, notably, several transport trucks from Aeternum carrying the first batch of reinforced roadstone, a durable blend sourced from the Stone Ring mountains.Helen personally visited the first construction site just outside the capital—a winding, broken stretch leading to a key trade town in the east.She knelt beside the workers, running her fingers through the packed dirt and gravel. “This path,” she said to a nearby foreman, “will be the spine of our kingdom.”He blinked, surprised at her presence, then bowed. “Then we’ll make sure it’s strong, Your Majesty.”As roadwork began, the kingdom watched. Villages previously isolated by floods or rough terrain saw the first signs of inclusion. Mercha
The project would take time—perhaps years—but its impact would begin in weeks.“Once the roads are in place,” Merrica said, entering her chamber with a report in hand, “we’ll be able to move goods faster, respond to crises quicker, and prepare for the second phase: economic zone development.”Helen took the report with a tired, but satisfied smile. “This… this they will see. This they will believe.”“And when they do,” Merrica said, “they’ll follow.”Late that night, as the wind howled against the palace windows, Helen stood in her private study, gazing out at the flickering torches lining the city streets. In her hand was a smooth, curved stone from the first road pile—just a plain stone, but to her, it was the beginning of a foundation.Her fingers closed around it as she whispered to herself, “Let this road lead us to a better kingdom.” And with that, the first steps into a new Hallerus had begun.The throne room had seen war plans, council betrayals, and royal declarations. But on