“...Hmm…let’s not opened the border yet, hold it off for now and delayed it…only once the temporary observer position were elected..then we will open it up fully..”.“[I will put all the memo out to everyone…By the way we are arriving in 3 minutes…]”.(T.A.S)Right now all that is important to me is to take this whole procedure step by step. All thanks to the enemy being so unqualified, we are able to do everything all at the same time in an organized manner, I am sure by the time we move forward, the Eastern Alemia Region and the Southern will already be flourishing as a true Aeternum territory. At the moment, I am currently flying above the New Sunders City, somehow the name stuck and everyone started to call this city the New Sunders City, so I followed along and decided to officially named this city as it is. Rather than the city were name after that obnoxious late baron, it was name because the city and it owner were burned asunder and into a new one, that is the meaning of the ne
“...looks like Holgun has been doing a very fine job…even the Cathedral were contributing largely as well…”.From the top, the entire city has changed and transformed, it was modernized and rebuilt, the roads for the city were already completed, I can see flags of Cathedral of faith on several construction sites, filled with labour working on it, the city has start is new chapter.“It seems that they have finished the commercial sector first….I was hoping that they finished the residential sector first…”.“[…Holgun made a decision for that, after he got a consultation from the Cathedral of Faith and the Ministry of Resource…The plan were to revive the economy first…and besides, since all the population currently have their own homes still, the plan was..to revive the industry and economy..create more jobs and opportunity…then everything is easier….this approach is possible…]”.(T.A.S)“...Well….if he thinks that way…I guess so…since I myself gave him the green light to do as he wanted
Personally I preferred that the Residential district to be finished first, as that is not only the are where the people will be living at, but that is also the area where the schools, hospitals, libraries and all the living standards amenities will be placed at, and thus this will create a new sense of environment for the locals, and thus boost their support on Aeternum governance as they will see the stark changes happened before them and for them. I want the people here to see that hope first and foremost for them, but since Holgun completed the Commercial sector and the Administration sector first, there is nothing much that I can do about it, as I did not set a set of instructions before hands.“[I Understand your concerned….but at this point, it will only takes a few days before the residential district will be completed…I estimated it will only take a week, for the entire Residential District to be up and running…with full staff and everything operating completely…]”.(T.A.S)“If
“…Your Highness President…we have landed..”.(Captain Falcon)“Thank you, Captain Falcon…as always, today flight is smooth and comfortable..”.“You’re welcome, sir….and Thank you for your compliment, Sir…I always strive for the best…it was an honor to fly you to your destinations..Your highness President..”.(Captain Falcon)Captain Falcon, staying true to his name, he is actually a Demi-Human of Hawk Tribe, his head were just simply a falcon head, with beak and all, with his humanoid body and wings behind him, he is just your average man. Sometimes I wonder just how they differentiate each others as most of them always looked the same to me, thankfully their uniforms have name tags, if not there will be a lot of confusion.“Welcome Back, Your Highness…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“Welcome Back, Your Highness…”.(Marlo)“I’m back, Holgun…The city….from up top…it looks fine…I’m glad that you were doing fine as well…also, Marlo….looks like you settle in just fine here as well…”.“
“Welcome Back, Your Highness…”.(Holgun Iron Horn)“Welcome Back, Your Highness…”.(Marlo)“I’m back, Holgun…The city….from up top…it looks fine…I’m glad that you were doing fine as well…also, Marlo….looks like you settle in just fine here as well…”.“It is all, thanks to your grace, Your Highness…finally this servant can once again serve our great nation…”.(Marlo)As I got off from my Airship, as always, Holgun and the entire welcoming staff were already lined up perfectly to greet me. At this point I don’t even want to say anything to rebuke their efforts in welcoming me, I just accept them all. Holgun, naturally were at the head of the pack on the right side, and then the Old Marlo, on the left side, fully dressed in his new official, office suit. It just a simple Navy blue office suit with white button shirt inside and a black necktie to finish it off. On earth, this outfit kinda a bit lack luster, but in Aeternum here in Fantasma, this suit is expensive and also, it was only issued
“Sure, Marlo….I hope that the others were also able to settle down as well?..”.“Yes, they are, Your Highness….all of the Apprentices has resume their duty as per your order…all of us has reached every single settlements in the Eastern and Southern Region….and hence, smoothing the transition of our proceeding even more….”.(Marlo)It is great to hear that all the apprentice that I saved are already getting comfortable in their new job. Old Marlo sure is enjoying his life now, he is even fuller now than when I meet him last time.“Good….so, how about the rest of the apprentice in the other 3 region?…have you managed to get in contact with them?..”.“Umm….about that, your Highness…..Actually…I do obtained news about them…all of them….but…unfortunately…”.(Marlo)Somehow Old Marlo expression turned sour at this moment, and he was visibly turned his head down to avert a direct eye contact with me. Surely it was a bad news, but I can’t always act like I know and predict everything so it is b
“Hmm?…unfortunately what? Marlo?…talk..”.“Un..unfortunately, Your Highness….only half of our Apprentices left alive…in that remaining 3 regions…..all that were dead were either be hunted by the recently came in power nobles, and being used by them as the war slaves….200 people….all died…your highness…”.(Marlo)It was visibly painful for him to say that, after all they were his comrade and colleague, who trained with him when they were appointed as apprentices, and now they were all dead. Everyone kept their silence as well, weighing the weight of the somber situation at the moment, as for me, I am very annoyed right now, because I have lost 200 trained and dedicated apprentices, those that I left in this land to help it prosper and advanced, yet all that effort goes down in a drain.“...Sigh~….you see that Holgun….200 people….200 People!!!..I trained them…guided them….all for the benefits of this land…the last time, before I left this land peacefully…I have the correct people left be
“...Sigh~….you see that Holgun….200 people….200 People!!!..I trained them…guided them….all for the benefits of this land…the last time, before I left this land peacefully…I have the correct people left behind so that everything will be fine…..and yet…look….instead of having these trained people be in the lead….these bastards of a nobles…punished them and make an example of them!…..That..That act alone already shows everyone just how stupid they are..how they undeserved to be in the throne…All my efforts were wasted by those people…Wasted!..”.Frustrated, and angry is what I vented out right now. Holgun on my side just nodding all the way, and he too shared the same sentiment as me, in fact every single person here felt the same as well.“This people doesn’t know how to be grateful, Your Highness….they only think about themselves….as for the others..the are more than comfortable to leave them dies in a ditch somewhere….Yet often times, they always pride themselves as classy and highbo
I knew what was at stake. We had to uphold this example. We had to show, beyond doubt, that the age of “Human First” was over.That the only supremacy left was the supremacy of character. Wisdom. Unity. Vision. And if we could carve that truth into the very soul of the UNA—if we could bury the old hatreds under libraries, not graves—then maybe, just maybe, this world could finally, finally leave its chains behind.I stood up from my chair, moving to the window. Out there, the city pulsed—an endless, living testament to what was possible when walls were torn down, not built higher. I closed my eyes for a moment. I didn’t want to be remembered as the conqueror of nations. I wanted to be remembered as the architect of a new era.One where no child was born inferior. One where no citizen was condemned by the shape of their ears or the color of their skin or the tail on their back. One where power didn’t mean oppression—but opportunity.Aeternum would be the beacon. And the UNA? The vessel
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