“Did you got beaten up by the Grand General again?..”.(General Eliza)“Did you run away from your office and goes into the dungeon again?..”.(Admiral Grand Duchess Kolarova)Talking about a blockhead, Aeternum military general lines up also got one, and it was Lucas. The sight of his battered looks is quite normal, in the base, because he was always finds a way to escape his paperwork duty and instead always wanted to go and fight something.“YES and YES!…I got tired of my paperwork…beside…I got a bunch of my secretary to do that for me….we are going to war…so I need to cultivate my strength before that happened….unfortunately, today the Grand General passed through my office…and she found out that I was using a holographic image of me in the office…so she seek me out..dragged me across the dungeon and base..and beat me….so same as always…but this time I managed to hit her 3 time in a row..HAHA…new records..”.(General Lucas)His smiling face right now, is rather funny a General only a
Aeternum, New City is a large city and every single day, the scale is slowly developing, be it opening a new land plot, or just building a new building that is bigger and taller than others. Everyone from all over Aeternum naturally visited New City every moment in their daily lives. Even those that were from the Renoal Town, which is the Northern most Town in Aeternum territory would come down to New City at least once a week, if they wanted too. Aeternum roads and method of transportation has already destroyed the people belief about the hardships of moving around in a large distance. Those that comes from far away places at the edge and corner of Aeternum can basically travel to the New City and back to their house in a single day.Naturally with such ease and advantage, there were also those that secretly using this comforts and easiness to their own advantages. Therefore aside from the many people in Aeternum, there is those that worked secretly and cowardly in the hidden dark.
The only feasible reactions that an Alemia Royal faction loyalist can give when they heard that Duke Oliver Gust and his entire family and vassal is currently in New City instead of dying from the assassination attempts that the Hidden Hands were supposed to be success at, is nothing but slamming a fist on a table to quell their rages. Nicholas were outright baffled at what he is hearing at, Shad isn’t someone that can make mistake, in fact, all of the Hidden Hands Spies weren’t the type that would make a mistake on recognizing the Alemia Nation nobles, especially the one that is the entire nation should be wary and concerned about.“Duke Oliver is here?..what is he doing here?…didn’t he were just in his territory?…all of the runaways were heading to their territory!…so how?!…why?!!….you said that he was at the Government District right?…where is he heading towards to?..”.(Nicholas)Nicholas were on the verge of a break down, questioning everything that passed through his mind. When i
“...Greetings, Director Mot…I never think that we would be found…but…Apparently I were too naive for my own good….how long has Aeternum knows about us?..”.(Nicholas)Calmly and politely, Nicholas stepped forward before Mot and asked, all the Hidden Hands spies shaking their heads for him not to do so, but Nicholas knows that if Mot were here, then it is game over for all of them, and perhaps for Alemia Nation as well.“A polite and civilized leader…interesting….we know from the start….how many of you..what you were doing..who’s the leader and to whom you provide your services to….for a long time, I can’t be bothered of your presence…and we just decided to let you be by your own…but it was a different story now….so, Nicholas, Leader of the Hidden Hands…you know what is to become of you and your men…now..correct?..”. (Director Of the Internal Audit, Mot)Nicholas could only swallow his bitter saliva, as he heard that this entire time, they have been in the mercy of Aeternum hands, and
In the hidden dark of Aeternum sunny sides, a purge were currently in progress. With the Internal Audit Department, getting a direct order from the Ventral Government Ministry. All of Alemia Nation related organization that were working against Aeternum interest, were all being hunted down and destroyed, without any mercy at all and all of them were prosecuted and trial on the spot. Although the order were to simply just kill and purge everything, Mot as the Director of the Internal Audit herself, refuses to just committing mass genocide without a proper protocol, she would follow her rules and the law to the letter, that is just the way she is, Still despite, that legal following protocol, everything still moving on smoothly.“Sister Elijah, my department has purged, hunted down, prosecuted and confiscated, almost all of the Alemia Nation related organization, be it the spies or their dirty Dark Organizations….Seriously sister…why have you decided to let this kind of people in our co
At the Broadcast centre, things is already moving fast, everyone were busy since the President himself has set foot in the building and has been working for a full day and now entering the second day already. There were a lot to do when it comes to convincing a lot of people at the same time, whilst everyone were doing their part, naturally one of the most essential part of the entire thing also had to worked hard. That ‘s why, Paul, Quara Raedrim and President Mies has been working at full capacity. Thankfully the search for the new news anchor that will be colouring the Aeternum new type of entertainment, has already been picked.“Damon Oak is really unexpectedly charming…for a Dwarf he sure is good looking…”.(Paul)“That’s true…I like him…he is what a personification of a Dwarf should be like…Magnificent fiery red beard, rough looks and excellent deep voice…that guy is perfect..”.Me and Paul were talking about the new news anchor that passed the audition today. His name is Damon O
Excessive words and expression weren’t much needed between me and Mot, we both can just sit here at the edge of the studio and looked at people, for hours if we wanted to, She especially loved it. She told me once that she liked being around me, and didn’t mind just be with me all day. But after we got passed our earlier days and now everyone has their own works and responsibility, she limited herself to be with me to at least once a month. Anubis Demi-Human race, is unique, the were emotionless and also do not have any sexual urges at all, they just live In any form and style the like. And apparently, what is better for an Aeternum Anubis race is that, they dedicated their dedication to the benefits of Aeternum, but for Mot, she dedicated her life for me. So the least that I can do for her is fulfill her needs.“Did you already done with cleaning New City?..”.“...Yes, I did…Executed the all leaders, and also 200 members of them…and I also left 30 of them alive…just like Sister Elija
Meanwhile at the Gust Family Mansion, today their day started perfect. In the morning, the whole family, including the vassal and their family were all moving together in a large groups like a tourist groups. Instead of just driving their carriages or take a taxi like they all used to. Duke Oliver Gust went out of his way, to spend his fortune and appreciate and celebrated the momentous day, by renting an Aeternum Double Decker bus, 2 of them in fact, to use as their vehicles for the entire day. They moved like the super rich naturally, but nevertheless it a happy moment for every single one of them because they were now going to be an Aeternum citizen, finally.For Duke Oliver Gust and his family and vassals, this is something that needed to be celebrated. They have dreamed to be apart of Aeternum and it’s culture and now they are finally being accepted into the fold, in the midst of this trying times. It was a great opportunity and honour to them. Naturally the entire thing proceeds
The café, with its elegant glass windows and flourishing ivy, was abuzz with its usual morning crowd. However, one table in the corner stood out. Crown Princess Angela, seated with her usual poise, sipped her chamomile tea as she addressed the gathering of foreign dignitaries.Around her sat Countess Hessina Redwall of the Setting Sun Kingdom, a cunning diplomat who rarely minced words, Princess Yuneda Crystal of the Giant Lake Crystal Duchy, known for her charm and pragmatism, and Princess Nelly Nirewin of the Kingdom of Nirewin, a fiery orator with a sharp tongue. Despite their differences in personality and origin, all shared one thing in common: their countries' fates were intertwined with Aeternum’s ambitions.Angela placed her teacup gently on the saucer and let her steely gaze sweep across the table.“Ladies, let us dispense with pretenses,”she began, her voice firm but elegant.“Today marks the beginning of a new era—not just for Aeternum, but for the entire Central Continent
In bustling city squares, people gathered around public radios and large screens broadcasting the speech. Patriotic songs erupted spontaneously, as street performers played instruments, and the crowds joined in singing with fervor. The sight of Aeternum’s blue-and-gold banners fluttering in the wind became a symbol of hope and unity.For Alemia immigrants like Dario, a young carpenter who fled his homeland years ago, the news hit like a thunderbolt. Dario’s hands trembled as he gripped the edge of the workbench he was leaning on.“They’re going to free it,”he whispered, disbelief coloring his voice. His coworker, an Aeternum citizen, clapped him on the back and said with a wide grin,“Not ‘they.’ We are going to free it.”Dario smiled for the first time in years, tears glistening in his eyes.“Yes. We are.”For the millions of Alemia refugees living in Aeternum, this was a moment of vindication. They had fled their homeland in search of safety, many of them leaving loved ones behind.
“Good afternoon, citizens of Aeternum, people of Alemia, and brave soldiers of our army.Today, we stand at the cusp of history. Today, we march towards the final chapter of a war that should never have been necessary but became inevitable due to the greed, corruption, and incompetence of Alemia’s rulers.For too long, the so-called leadership of Alemia Nation has plagued this continent with its tyranny. Their greed led them to exploit our kindness, pillage our ships, and harm our people. For months, they ransacked our trade routes and embezzled millions of gold coins from our donations meant to help their suffering people. They took what was given freely and returned betrayal.But this war is not only about Aeternum’s justice. It is about liberating a land that has been drowning in oppression for decades. Alemia’s nobles and leaders have ruled with fear, corruption, and cruelty, subjecting their people to a life of suffering, where crime and evil fester unchecked. Their governance ha
“Enough,”I said, my tone firm but calm.“I understand your frustrations, but we must remain focused. This isn’t about them—it’s about us and the legacy we’re building.”Bina and Lucas nodded, though their anger was still palpable. Eliza wiped a tear of laughter from her eye, her grin fading as she straightened up.“We’ll use this situation to our advantage,”I continued.“Their incompetence is our opportunity. At 1:00 PM, we’ll begin the march towards the Central Region. Every front will advance simultaneously, stopping just 2 kilometers from Alemia Capital City.”The generals listened intently as I outlined the next steps.“When we reach that point,”I said, my voice carrying the weight of the moment,“I will address the nation through a live broadcast on Aeternum Media. The people need to see our resolve, our strength, and our commitment to ending this war. This isn’t just about conquering Alemia—it’s about uniting this land under the banner of peace, stability, and progress.”Bina
“You’re telling me this is the actual state of their forces?”Selie nodded, her expression unwavering.“Yes, sir. I confirmed all the information personally during the mission, and cross-referenced it with Count Dracul’s intelligence. The data is accurate.”The absurdity of the report was almost too much to process. According to the findings, the Crown Prince Amaris and Queen Romella’s forces were in complete disarray. Each side could barely muster 10,000 combat-ready soldiers, and those were in poor condition. Their leadership was non-existent, their strategies laughable, and their morale utterly shattered.“It’s like they’re begging to lose,”I said incredulously, setting the report down.“How did they even make it this far?”“They haven’t, sir,”Selie replied with a faint smirk.“They’re just floundering, hoping to outlast one another. Both sides are puppets, controlled by the nobles and vassals around them who are more interested in their own power plays than the war itself.”I le
“Summarize the troop positions and supply lines,”Selie instructed Maiden Aria, who was already pouring over a detailed map of the city.“Yes, ma’am,”Aria replied, her voice calm and professional. Meanwhile, Maiden Liana compiled a list of key figures within the enemy forces, cross-referencing them with the profiles provided by Count Dracul.“Do we need to wake the President?”Victoria asked as she filed her portion of the report. Selie shook her head.“No. The situation doesn’t warrant it. This is less of a war and more of a clean-up operation. The enemy forces are barely worth the effort. We’ll brief him in the morning.”The Maidens nodded in agreement, their movements efficient and precise as they continued organizing the information. Selie couldn’t help but feel a mix of satisfaction and disappointment as she reviewed the compiled intelligence. The state of the Crown Prince Amaris and Queen Romella’s forces was abysmal.“The Crown Prince’s forces are exhausted, demoralized, and p
“The Crown Prince’s forces are as undisciplined and chaotic as this file suggests?”Count Dracul, standing stiffly at attention, nodded firmly.“Yes, Lt. Colonel. They are barely a shadow of what they once were. Their troops are underfed, underpaid, and completely demoralized. The noble’s squabble among themselves, and neither the Crown Prince nor the Queen has the wit or leadership to unite them.”Selie raised an eyebrow, leaning back in her chair with an expression that was equal parts disbelief and disdain.“So, they’re little more than children playing at war,” she muttered under her breath, her sharp tone betraying her disappointment. “It’s almost laughable. If this is what they call leadership, it’s a wonder they lasted this long.”For the next few minutes, Selie cross-referenced every point in the dossier with Count Dracul. Every troop position, every supply depot, and every weakness listed was corroborated. Dracul’s responses were quick and precise, each answer adding weight t
“Count Dracul,”she began, her voice firm and unwavering,“I trust you’ve gathered the intelligence we requested. I need a full assessment of the current situation in the capital—numbers, key locations, morale, everything.”Count Dracul inclined his head and moved to his desk, retrieving a thick file of documents.“Of course, Lt. Colonel. I anticipated your arrival and prepared these reports. They contain detailed accounts of the enemy’s troop movements, the state of the Queen’s court, and the overall morale of the capital’s populace.”He handed the file to Selie with both hands, his gaze flickering nervously as she began flipping through the pages with meticulous precision. The room fell silent save for the sound of rustling paper. Dracul, despite his composed exterior, felt a bead of sweat trail down his temple. Selie’s reputation for strictness was well-known, and he could only hope his work met her exacting standards.Selie’s sharp eyes scanned the documents, her brow furrowing sl
“You know, it’s said that the Maidens could topple an entire city if they wanted. I mean, we’re special forces, but compared to them…”He trailed off, shaking his head. Lionel smirked, glancing back at the young sergeant.“Compared to them? We’re kids playing soldier, Miles. But remember this: tonight, we’re part of something bigger. So, keep your head in the game.”After an hour of steady driving, the convoy finally came to a halt roughly one kilometer east of Alemia Capital City. The soldiers disembarked quietly, their boots crunching softly against the dirt. The chilly night air bit at their skin, but it wasn’t the cold that sent shivers down their spines—it was the sight before them.In the faint moonlight, Alemia Capital City loomed in the distance like a wounded giant. Its once-mighty walls were battered and crumbling, scars of relentless conflict etched into its stone.Surrounding the city, like a cancerous growth, were countless makeshift camps—hundreds of thousands of tents s