As the Captain of the 2nd Caravel ship, Major Fontana shouted his order, all the Wizard Division Soldier that were dressed valiantly, in White and Blue Aeternum Military Combat uniform, stood tall on their spots that were on the top most deck, and all of them were casting a Tier 1 Magic spell of Wind elemental call ‘Breeze Blast’. it was a magic attacks that produced a strong wind blast on a single direction, capable of blowing off anything in it’s path. Everyone that watched the broadcast, were expecting that the Caravel Sails and mast would be blown off, by the many Wizards casting the same spell in one single direction, but instead they were all shocked to see that the mast and the sail of the ship were able to withstand the stress.“Amazing…all of the Aeternum Wizards were not only strong…but all of them had a delicate control of their mana and strength!….they produced a strong wind to propelled the entire ship forward but also maintaining the spell constantly!….such amazing talen
While the rest of the world were on the edge of their seat, witnessing the harrowing event’s of Aeternum fleets were being under a full scale attacks from the now not so hidden Baron Sunders army. For those that were on the 3rd and 4th ships, the situation for Aeternum essentials were not as dire as anyone would’ve thought. It might looked that way from a afar, but from up close, the reality is very much different. All the Aeternum sailors, and soldiers that were on board the ship has never fired their weapons at all, but instead they were fighting using, swords and other melee weapons.“What is the current situation. Alfred?..”.“Everything is moving according to plane, My Lord…the Baron army were enthusiast about their attacks…and still did not suspected anything at all…As for the ‘Crew’…..hmmm…on the 4th ships it seems like all of them were already killed…on our ship….well….….now there is none….How are you holding on, My Lord….holding onto a ship with a single rope….seems ha
Major General Lucas has just jumps from his ships onto mine, and right now were very much in a relaxed manner, leaning on the railing that were beside me, as I am still unmoving, whilst holding the rope with just one hand. Actually from the start until now, this skirmish has been easy for all of us, all of the Aeternum sailors and soldiers that were brought into this operation has partly knowledge about the mission. Naturally the designated casualty is an information that none of them knows about unless for 6 leaders on this place, none of those that were on Aeternum side knows that the designated casualty were actually a prisoners that were destined to be sacrificed here.And thus the soldiers and sailors angers and distraught emotions as they saw the dead bodies, of what they thought the innocent Aeternum civilian crew were true. That is why they all were more fired up than the usual, but as they all were just a soldier that were following order, they did not act rashly but instead
In movies and also in history there would be always a scene that would touched the viewers heart heavily. And I am intended to create that kind of scene right now, so rather than just plainly holding on to the rope of the ships and make it like I am just holding the 2 ship together, it would be seemingly feels quite mundane, so why not spiced it up a little and also made it a solid and visible reason as to me being injured and pulled back from the society and the public eyes, which then generates more attentions and rage from the people towards the Alemia Nation. I will make my self looked more bloody and inspiring to anyone that would feat their eyes on me. For these I turned towards the close person that is beside me right now, and that is Agent Marikso.“By the way…Agent Marisko…how good are on handling a bow and arrow?…”.“Hmm?…quite well…I am an Half-Elf…using bow and arrow is ingrained in my being…Why did you asked, Your Highness?…”.(Agent Marisko)Agent Marikso turned towards m
In the midst of the ship is constantly being under attacks with the Baron Sunders soldier keeps getting onto the ship and secretly being killed by Aeternum soldiers one by one without the enemy even realizing that they were on the losing side, but since the battle still continues at the same degree of intensity as it was from the start, no one really knows other that the Aeternum soldiers that these battle is quite mundane and easy. Meanwhile on the top most deck of the ship, Agent Marisko and Alfred Monticello is now faced with a very hard question in their life. Which who would be the one that will be injuring me. At these point they both know that I wont be backing down from the idea of me being battered and injured on the screen.“Look, both of you…this is has to be done..Look around you…our soldiers will be on the defensive the entire time, and will not budged from their spots as they were ordered to….The enemy is still pouring in on us….our soldier has been under pressure for qu
After his swift warning and a little bit grumble that he would be definitely having from the rest of the royal family, as I were going to be hurt. Alfred did not waste a moment, with his own, rapier, he stabbed and cut me at all the right places and at the places where he said that he would be stabbing me at. His moves were so fast, that other than me, no one would be able to see it at all. Nevertheless he does what I asked him for, and just like what he said, it is stung a little bit, and then finally I felt like the wound starts to feel a little bit numb, but the blood were started to spill like normal.“Hmm?…did you just put a numbing agent on your strike?…”.“I do, My Lord…my Rapier here produced a ‘Paralyzed’ status effects on whatever it’s strike…beside, on the degree of an injury that I dealt on to you….that wounds being paralyzed would be more helpful as it still gives you an optimal movement without any issues…”.(Alfred Monticello)Alfred replied to me as he pulled out a hand
On the 2nd Ship, Major Fontana were still under full command of the entire ship, this ship doesn’t have the Prisoners on it, and only normal Navy Sailors and also some guest that is the Reporters and Journalist that were on board to made their reports on the entire voyage, never that they know that they would be involved in the first public naval battle on the river of Alemia Nation. Still on this particular ship no one has been injured at all, all the Sailors and Soldiers were all on the deck of the ships ready for battle, all the non-combatant personnel were placed inside the ship. Also, since the ship were filled with story chasing and hungry reporters, all of these reporters were all glued to the windows and opened door to captured everything that they saw.Reporter Vince John and his crew were given a preferential treatment, as they were an Aeternum owned broadcast crew. So instead of being inside the first floor cabin deck, he and his crew were placed on the Top most deck of the
“Oh my god…the president is hurt?…large causalities?!….this is major…we need to get these on camera…and I need to say something about it..so that the people understand just how awful this is……Bobby!…wait, Bobby?….”.(Reporter Vincent John )At these moment, the entire battlefield were still in the thickness of chaos, shouts of wailing death and pains echoes, then followed by a war cry of soldiers that were fighting for their lives reverberated through the air. If one were not used to such chaotic scene, one can easily lose themselves in these chaotic and gruesome war. Reporter Vincent John has gained a new news piece that he wanted to say in front of the camera to show it to the people. But as he turned back to see his trusted comrade Bobby, he is greeted with bobby odd behaviour“I can’t find it!….I only saw the 3rd ship!…I can see more of the 3rd ship!…Oh no…no..no..no..no…NO!….oh my god!!….”.(Bobby The Cameraman)Booby at first were frustrated as he wanted so much to find the 4th sh
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