Just as the Broadcast can be listened and viewed in Aeternum and all it’s allied nation, after a long time, finally the Live New Broadcast, or even news segments is finally aired in Alemia Nation. For the many Alemia Nobles and the riches, to them that had multiple radios in their homes, the news suddenly cut their favourite music and drama, come as a shock to them, even so no one were complaining about it as they all also wanted to listened to the news, Still, at the early morning of just 9 in the morning, they were shocked to hear that unlike the usual 9 am morning news that usually heard before, it was a Presidential address from the President of Aeternum, and what is even shocking to all of them is when the learned that the Presidential Address were actually being done before an Army. Learning about this, for the current warring faction that has not yield to anyone, the both faction were stunned.The thought that were running inside of Queen Romella and Crown Prince Amariss, as th
Crown Prince Amariss can only shut up and endured the onslaught of the his shameful past, that he had been spread as a glorious tale, has now being exposed as nothing but him begging for help from Aeternum and even being babied by them. No glorious fights, no honorable sacrifice, but an act of a fool that strutted into enemy territory like a mindless idiot and being treated as such in return. In the Crown Prince Amariss faction at the moment, not just the vassal’s were hearing this story, but all the soldiers commanders and even the soldiers were hearing this tale. Viscount Pearl and Baron Weasel, naturally takes this chance to added to insult, to the Crown Prince just to admonished him and to take off his facade, just because they can, which explained just how twisted the Crown Prince camp were.“.…so all this time, that we were told the story of him…venturing with just a few knights….fighting for his life, night and day…just to get helped……were just him travelling in lavishness, wi
Whilst the warring faction of Alemia Nation were in their own dilemma, the rest of Alemia Nation were on the other hand, were in chaos, this is because the always silent without updated radio, suddenly aired the News. And what is even shocking is that everyone can hear the news from wherever the are. Out of nowhere, the Cities, towns and village, everyone that were living in silence inside their house, or those that were even being hold in prison and dungeons. All of them can hear the radio broadcast. Not knowing where actually the sound came from, all that is certain for the people of Alemia Nation is that the Radio noise came from everywhere all at the same time.“Where is that Radio broadcast came from?…”.(Guard Captain Rome)In the Sunders City, the entire Guard garrison of the city were thrown into a chaotic mood as out of nowhere, the entire city were resounded with the Aeternum Radio News. The sound just came from everywhere and until now no one were able to find where that sou
Once the sudden radio news went on air and on top of that the entire city were engulf with the sound of that broadcast, in many cities, no nobles or lord ever dared to stepped out of their castle and mansion. After all, this sudden mass phenomenon just spooked everyone out of their minds, after all, as the civil war were still at it’s peaks many territory that were far from the war, were not at all at peace, instead, one by one the noble families be it, if they were lord of the land or not, they were all seemingly died out or just outright disappeared, further scare many that were in power. In Georgina City for example, the city lord are now being reported to be hiding in his castle, after over a dozens of Noble families died out in the span of few days.Naturally, this reluctant of action from the City Lord, created the opening for the Alemia Civilian Revolution Force to slowly came out of their hidings. And as they were all received the same secret order from the Aeternum Government
People would always be self entitled, and think that they deserved everything that is good, for the Alemia People that tasted a little bit of power that is what they are, plain and simple. Actually most people are like that since they did not know what heaven and earth truly are, but for those that has been baptized with Aeternum knowledge and education, these self entitlement behaviour were gone and replaced with a really positive values. For Marisko at the moment, Joseph and his Revolutionary force were like this, they have yet learned their lesson fully. But unfortunately for them, their army were actually just a by product of Aeternum scheme for the stage of Aeternum and Alemia Nation war. No one in Aeternum would care about them, in fact should they stepped out of line.The President himself and the entire Aeternum Military were ready to decimated them all, in a huff of a breath. In actuality, the one that actually still thinks, that they should be the one in charge is just a few
Whilst Knight Joseph and his Alemia Civilian Revolutionary army were just saved from their unknown future extermination thanks to Supervisor Agent Marisko curbing their greedy desires. The rest of Alemia Nation, for the common folks that didn’t know anything about the current situation. Other than their nation were being torn apart by the war again and again. Everyone that woke up in the morning of today, were all stunned silly as they can hear the recognizable voice in the air, all around them, it was started from the musical chime of the famous Aeternum Radio News then followed by the voice of DJ Skelly, when they heard the familiar noise, in an instant the entire neighborhood woke up. The people that woke up early went from house to house to wake up their neighbour, telling them to wake up and listened to the news, that has been gone for so long from their lives.In Sunders City for example, a commoner household who woke up early usually goes to the City Market to buy their family,
Saying stuff like that is akin to a rebellion these days. A few days ago a merchant family were even killed for went up against the guards, it was safe to say everyone are really on the edge at the moment. Still for the old man like Grandpa Kennedy that were already tired of everything he didn’t care a single bit. After all, it was the truth, many Alemia Nation Citizen nowadays believed in Aeternum more than they believed in their own nation.“Heh!..you and your worrisome attitude!…I am just speaking the truth here!…we all believe and wanted Aeternum to come and rule us….that Aeternums do a lot for us in a few months than these nobles and lord do for us for centuries!……Look even Johnny agrees with me! Right Johnny!..”.“You sure did!..old Kennedy…Morning Kennedy!…”.(Guard Johnny)Just then leaning against the wall near the window of the family house were City Guard Johnny, a friend of Kennedy, with his spear in his hand he lean and said hi to the family.“Hi Johnny…is that okay to say
It was safe to say that the Radio New Broadcast, has already gotten it’s supposed impact as soon as the broadcast went on air all over the Alemia Nation. As for it Aeternum, All of Aeternum Citizens were feeling proud when the broadcast started. The aura of Patriotism is spread all over Aeternum, and it can be seen that everyone were eager to have the war started. Which from a normal perspective, it is quite odd, usually in Fantasma, when it comes to war, people would surely despised it and avoid it like plague. But in Aeternum the situation were different, as the decision that were made from Aeternum cabinet were all supported and understood by the common folks and they knew that this war had to happened and they also blindly believed that this war will surely ended up in Aeternum complete victory.“The Aeternum is sure are scary…Lady Rebecca…Still their faith towards their leaders is really something that is enviable…If only our people were just a little bit the same as these Aetern
“Then Mies will destroy Hallerus.”Helen turned sharply toward him. “You think he would go that far?”Merrica didn’t even hesitate. “Yes.”Helen stared at him, searching for a lie. A hint of hesitation. But there was none.“He will not give you mercy a second time, Helen,” Merrica said. “If those nobles push for war, if they even dare to challenge Aeternum—you will lose.”He took another step forward, his voice heavy. “And I will not be able to protect you.”For the first time in their conversation, Helen looked away. Merrica saw it. The fear. The realization.She already knew everything he was saying was true. She had just been too proud—too trapped—to admit it.Silence hung between them. Then, at last, Helen spoke.“…What do you want me to do?”Merrica finally allowed himself a small sigh of relief.“You already know what must be done, Helen,” he said gently. “You must take back your court.”Helen slowly nodded, though her expression remained grim. “Those nobles will not leave peace
“Merrica understands that if Hallerus moves against Aeternum, we won’t hold back.”Kasuma gave a knowing smirk. “And you won’t hesitate to destroy them.”I met her gaze, unblinking.“No.”A heavy silence fell between us.Kasuma leaned forward, her voice softer but firm. “You don’t want war with Hallerus.”“No, I don’t,” I admitted. “The people of Hallerus don’t deserve to suffer for their queen’s mistakes. Merrica doesn’t deserve to be put in that position.”Kasuma studied me for a moment before sighing. “Then let’s hope Duke Merrica succeeds.”I ran a hand through my hair, my thoughts swirling. Visma was controlled. Chaos was their prison, and we held the keys. Hallerus, however, was different.It was once an ally, a friend, a brother. But betrayal had shattered that bond. Still… I didn’t want to be the one to crush it completely. I drummed my fingers on my desk. If Helen could be saved, then perhaps—A knock interrupted my thoughts.“Enter,” I called.An ACIA officer stepped in, bowi
The Merchant Guild Leader, Darvio Vinn, who had profited the most from blocking Aeternum trade. His warehouses stored inferior goods at premium prices, keeping the economy strangled in his grip.The General of the Royal Army, Lionel Ferin, who had bled the treasury dry with excessive military spending, preaching about “independence” while weakening their forces with outdated tactics.They had to be removed. One by one, quietly, without causing suspicion. But how? Merrica could not simply accuse them—Helen trusted them. If he moved too boldly, she would see him as the enemy.No, he had to be careful. He had to play the game. Merrica stood, pouring himself another glass of wine. He would begin by exposing the corruption—turning the people against the parasites that fed on Hallerus.The merchants would learn how Darvio Vinn had been overpricing basic goods. The military officers would see how General Lionel Ferin had been wasting funds on obsolete strategies. The court would hear whisper
At a local tavern, I overheard a group of soldiers drunkenly complaining."Our weapons are old.""Our rations taste like pig slop.""Did you hear? Even Alemia is receiving Aeternum goods now.""We should have never broken ties."I smirked. They knew. Their queen had failed them, and their nation was falling behind while the rest of the world thrived under Aeternum’s soft power. The people of Hallerus were not fools. They saw the rising prosperity of the allied nations, the luxurious goods, the technological marvels, the entertainment, the food. They could only watch in envy.At sunset, I met with Duke Merrica Murrs at his estate. His once-proud posture had been replaced with exhaustion. His eyes, which once held confidence, now carried deep regret.We sat in his grand study, the silence stretching between us. Finally, he spoke."I should have stopped her."I said nothing."I vouched for her. I believed in her." He exhaled, shaking his head. "And now, my people suffer because of my mis
Meanwhile, in Yulga, Maria sat comfortably in her study, reading the latest reports.Lysander stood beside her, amused. "Another assassin failed. This is getting predictable."Maria smirked. "Vismal thinks he’s playing chess, but he’s only moving pawns."She set down her glass, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Let him keep trying. Let him think he has control.""And when he finally realizes he doesn’t?" Lysander asked.Maria leaned back, exhaling softly. "By then, he won’t be king anymore."While King Vismal wasted his energy plotting assassinations, he failed to see the true danger.His nobles squabbled over the black market. His people secretly craved Aeternum goods. His own soldiers whispered of defecting.Visma was rotting from the inside out. And Maria? She simply watched it happen. She wasn’t just controlling the black market. She was controlling Visma’s fate. One failed assassination at a time.King Vismal III believed he could eliminate Maria Yulga. He believed he could take
"Oi, you got the stuff?""Yeah, yeah, keep it down!"A merchant nervously looked around before handing over a carefully wrapped package."This is the good stuff—straight from Aeternum. Papa Pizza’s special cheese blend. Got it from a merchant who knows a guy who knows a guy."The buyer, a Visma noble in disguise, snatched it eagerly."Finally! I’ve been dying to try this! You have no idea how boring Visma’s food is compared to Aeternum’s cuisine!""Yeah, yeah, pay up first.""Fine, fine—how much?""Two hundred gold pieces."The noble nearly choked. "T-Two hundred?! That’s robbery!"The merchant smirked. "And yet, you’re still going to pay it, aren’t you?"The noble gritted his teeth, but handed over the money anyway. Aeternum’s products were so desirable that people were willing to spend fortunes just to get a taste.And that was exactly what ACIA wanted. By controlling the underground economy, Aeternum achieved multiple goals:Economic Control – Even though Visma banned Aeternum’s pr
The people were asking too many questions. The smugglers were getting bolder. Even their own guards and soldiers were caught listening to Aeternum’s broadcasts in secret. A revolution wasn’t just coming—it was being broadcast live.In an attempt to regain control, the non-allied nations did the only thing they knew how to do—They cracked down. Massive raids were conducted in the dead of night. Entire villages were searched. Merchants were arrested. Radios were smashed in public squares.But no matter how many products they confiscated, no matter how many smugglers they punished, it didn’t stop. Aeternum’s influence was already too deep. The people had tasted the forbidden fruit—and they weren’t about to let go of it.What made matters worse was that not everyone in power was loyal to the cause. Behind closed doors, even high-ranking nobles were secretly buying Aeternum’s products for themselves. Some were sneaking off to allied territories under the guise of “diplomatic visits” just s
Aeternum had always been known for its technological marvels and superior products, but with easy transportation, its goods became more accessible than ever before.From freshly preserved gourmet food to luxurious household items, Aeternum’s influence began to seep into every aspect of daily life across the continent. And the people? They loved it. Why eat old, stale bread when you could have Aeternum’s fresh-baked soft rolls that lasted for weeks without losing their taste?Why wear itchy, poorly-made foreign garments when you could buy Aeternum’s finely woven, stain-resistant fabrics? Even Aeternum’s entertainment industry was making waves. With their crystal-powered moving pictures, stories from Aeternum began flooding into neighboring lands, captivating audiences with rich tales of adventure, romance, and heroism.It wasn’t just about selling goods anymore. Aeternum was selling a way of life. And everyone wanted in.But not everyone was pleased. The non-allied nations watched in d
world devoured slice after slice, their faces twisted in expressions of pure bliss."Mmmh!""What is this?! It’s… It’s so simple yet… SO PERFECT!""The flavors! The balance! The texture! This is divine!"Even the most arrogant food critic, who prided himself on hating everything, took a bite and nearly fell out of his chair. Jean-Pierre trembled. His masterpiece—the dish he had poured his entire soul into—was being ignored. Instead, these noble fools were eating fast food.Like commoners. He couldn’t accept it. But the judges had already decided. With a deep breath, the royal head judge stood up and declared:"By unanimous decision… The winner is—Papa Pizza!"The room erupted in thunderous applause. Jean-Pierre, the once undefeated culinary master, stood frozen in place. His hands trembled. His pride shattered. And then, with his head lowered, he fell to his knees.The duel’s outcome shook the world. Jean-Pierre Gaston, the Imperial Chef, had lost to a simple pizza. Nobles who once l