Inside of the Yulga family proud mansion, the brightly lit interior, and the widows that shows the bright inside were all slowly vanished one by one. With every minutes passes, one by one the light on the windows went out. Yet, despite this happening no one in the estate even reacted to this particular oddity, why, it was because all the soldiers and guards that were patrolling inside and guarding the outskirts of the estate, is no longer belonged to the Duke Racall forces, but instead the A.C.I.A. The dark night and the heavy rainfall, masked any sounds nor smells of thick blood that are wafting into the air.“Hmmmm~..Chap..chap!….HMMMMMM!!!!….…grruuuu!…”.(Dead Baron)Inside of one of the room, a fat baron who is asleep on the bed whilst holding a nearly died 10 year old little girl, which her private parts were covered with smeared of semen. Got his head got hold down by a pillow, and then a swift dagger slide through it’s neck, yet the killing blow seems top carry more than
The room went silent, as Sasu were inside of it and were just slightly reminded not just Juno and Lane, but also everyone that were on the radio communication channel. No one were able to say a single words, not even the Director herself, who is currently in the middle of carving her blade onto an unsuspecting target necks. This little side banters, shows that although Aeternums agents were effective and quite possibly the best in the world when it comes to their profession, they were not all evil,heartless and inhumane.That is what differs Aeternum A.C.I.A agents from many of the same agency or organization in of it’s same kind on Fantasma. Aeternum A.C.I.A agents were all enters the service with conscience and of their own wills, they wanted to be turned into weapons by their own permissions. Why, because all of them believe that such service is needed in this gnarly and dirty world, evil can only be defeated by evil. If they wanted to protect Aeternum and see that Aeternum become
Everyone were in the state of puzzled and curious, when the heard that Sasu were clearing his throat. Naturally as this were going on, no one were stopping and stand still, they all still have their own personal duty, and the massacre of the Yulga Family still continues, despite the comical incidents that were happening right at the moment.“This Sasu, Secret Service Agent, Head of the Presidential Security Personnel, Agent Number, 001…Requesting Direct communication line with Aeternum Person of Interest, Code Name…Dragon 01…”.(Sasu)It was the famous Code Name in the entirety of Aeternum guide book, as that were the code name only existed to be used and designated for a single person, in Aeternum. Which is belonged to the President of Aeternum himself, the only person in Aeternum that can use the Designation of a Dragon. The President bodyguard are actually going to speak with the president himself, due to an idea of an A.C.I.A agents of just a Team Leader rank.“[SS 001….Identity c
I am quite shocked to woke up from my sleep, as Alfred were outside the door knocking on it, as I opened the door, he was there, with my cellphone on a silver tray, a very butler like action on his part. When I asked what is it, he said that it was a call from the War Room. I remember earlier today, I told Kasuma to dealt with those pesky Duke Racall, i am quite concerned that maybe there were some issues with the mission.“Was there a problem with the Mission Alfred?…”.I took the phones and left my bedroom, after all, Elijah and Andrea were on my bed at the moment, deep in their slumber. We walked into my study, as Alfred were close behind me.“I don’t think so, My Lord…I inquiry the War Room earlier, and the one that asked for the call…is actually Mr. Sasu himself…if that young beaver were the one that calling surely..it wasn’t due to some problem occurring…after all…considering where he is right now…I doubt there is anything that can harm him…”.(Alfred)That is true, Sasu were tra
Everyone that were on the line, were in complete silence right now. I know that they only do this for a good reasons, but at the same time, even thought it was a good suggestions and ideas, there were a time and places to put them forward. Not in the middle of an on going mission, where the mission were supposed to be killing the entirety of the target and those that were around them. I am not upsets at all, but to me A.C.I.A is an agency that supposed to be cold hearted and reliable no matter what mission you thrown at them that is the expectations of it. Yet now, they were slacking a little bit, sure it was a tall request to asked someone to be fully committed to their duty and disregards their emotions, but it seems that A.C.I.A might not be able to put up with the task.Lenient, soft sure A.C.I.A is Aeternum best intelligence agency, but it seems that I might have to compartmentalize and established a new agency that would be to my liking and standard. Right now, the only agency t
At the Yulga Estate, for the A.C.I.A agents right after the call, the atmosphere around the agents were no longer the same. Right after that, call they all feels like they have done something that should never been done. And the question from the President, questioning them whether they were getting soft, is hitting them like a nail on their head. The one that being silent and abruptly changed his demeanour entirely is Sasu, and those that were around him, knows fully well why, because aside from the Director, Sasu were the one that actually made the call.“Err…sir…”.(Juno)“Save it….head on the mission…save those that you wanted to save…the President has gave us his permission…there is no use on dwelling on that now….you guys handled this things here…I will cleared the other targets…”. (Sasu)Sasu were clearly not in the mood for talking right now, he said his piece and just poof into a smoke and disappears from his spots. Leaving the conflicted Juno and Lane in the room.“You
Despite a little hick up and a dampened mood, Duke Racall Yulga and his entire family, along with all his commanding forces. Were all perished in a single night, all the windows of the mansions were opened and the inside were darkened, treasures, money and valuables were all already cleaned and taken away. Documents were burned and taken and all the rescued victims were all already being loaded onto the carriages, still all were unconscious. No one knew that the A.C.I.A were here and no one knew what had happened, at this moment, the Yulga Family is no longer existed in Visma Nation nor even the entire world.“Did all the agents completed their task?..how much longer before the Airship arrived?..”.(Director Matriarch Kasuma)Standing on the edge of the mansion rooftop drenched with the still pouring rains, Kasuma asked without looking back, Mira were there behind her just arrived.“All tasked completed…by tomorrow our statement would echoed throughout the world…the Airship will arriv
The Maiden units are special existence in Aeternum, as everyone knows they were the first of the Aeternums, serving as it protector and it’s leaders. Inside of Aeternum government, they did not have any corresponding ranks at all. It is because they did not need it, as they served directly to the president and the 5 ministers. They did not bow to other aside from the President, they were the one that can replaced anyone in the government. One thing about them that everyone agrees is that, the were all respected figures. Being a Maiden is never easy, and until now a Maiden were only being chosen, handpicked by the 5 ministers and the President himself. Their words and their actions reflected the authority itself, it was best to heed their advise or their warning.For Kasuma, a little brief words from Maiden Olivia and Algera was enough for her. That is their reminder for her, that she is now on their watch list, and they clearly reminded her that soon, she would get an earful from the
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