“We were saving Old Marlo colleague, huh….I guess, with the current situation….it is appropriate to do so…This order really comes from the Boss…if it was him…he would surely never leave any man behind..”.(Specialist Alehandro)Alehandro smiles as he close the files in his hand, truly the mission were aligned with their President conduct, to save a comrade that has been abandoned, surely it was a honorable actions.“Old Marlo colleague….the apprentices…well…since we were about to liberated more land….those administrator is surely needed for everything…”.(Specialist Jennifer)“That’s true…look at here and the Pearl City…thanks to those apprentice, the city administration has become even smoother now…this mission is truly crucial for our next war skirmishes…”.(Corporal Liam)Although they might looked like just a bunch of hot headed, battle maniac bunch, The entire Special Forces branch were filled with qualified officers and soldiers, in fact if any Special Force soldier were put in th
“That’s true…look at here and the Pearl City…thanks to those apprentice, the city administration has become even smoother now…this mission is truly crucial for our next war skirmishes…”.(Corporal Liam)Although they might looked like just a bunch of hot headed, battle maniac bunch, The entire Special Forces branch were filled with qualified officers and soldiers, in fact if any Special Force soldier were put in that same unit as any regular soldiers, that Special Forces unit will always be the one that will be the leading figure and will always be the smarter and experienced one than all the others. Hence all the 4 officers were able to instantly determined the crucial roles of the apprentices is just proved just how professional and capable they are.“Hence that is why…we all need to nail this mission perfectly…from the initial intel gathering…all the way to extracting them…every single moves has to be done with utter perfections…Remember..this mission is given to us…directly from th
“Hence that is why…we all need to nail this mission perfectly…from the initial intel gathering…all the way to extracting them…every single moves has to be done with utter perfections…Remember..this mission is given to us…directly from the President himself….he can give it to the mere soldiers, to the Spy bunch…but no…he gave it to us….so…no matter what…I will not disappoint him…and I expect you all also have the same kind of motivation as me…is that understood?..”.(Sergeant Leku)“Crystal Clear, Sir…”.(Specialist Jennifer)“Good…let us start sorting the available intel for now and decide our strategic plans…”.(Sergeant Leku)“Alright, sir..”.(Corporal Liam)With that order, the whole tent started to get busy, all hand were on deck, as the files filled with information were spread on top of the long table in the middle of the room. In just a few hours, the data were already started to formed a solid plans, maps on the table were filled with mark and dots, for the whole six hours and no
“.….Leku….the complication of this mission….it is not that hard….but rather…what is pressing…is that the distance of each extraction target….with this…we literally have to travel from the North-east all the way to North-west of Alemia Region….with stopping at all the region major city and town….rather than worrying about the resistance….we are actually have to worry about time….”.(Specialist Alehandro)“...That’s right….this is time concerning mission…Just look at all the diverse location of the remaining survivor…”.(Corporal Liam)After all the arranging data has completed, at last, Sergeant Leku and all the Special Forces officers can finally get the whole picture of their mission scales. It was true, that rather than worrying about the possible resistance that they will face in their mission later, what is worrying for them is the time constraint. The location of the well known Apprentices survivor were far to scattered all over the 3 region of Alemia, and thus this will only make
“They were just salty….back when we first fought and defeated them….all of them were hiding in the corner cowardly…and then we installed the apprentices to take their places…at that time I can still remember that they don’t even dared to look at the apprentices directions…they just bowed their heads and lick the apprentices foot..at that time…..remember that time, Alehandro?..”.(Sergeant Leku)“Yeah…that time, the same thing happened here…all the nobles that day just simply hides in their lair like a cowards….damn…I have so many apprentices friend back then…and those guys were good guys…it was only understandable..that they do what they did now…with us out the pictures…they can just storm in and claim everything back…”.(Specialist Alehandro)It was a sad truth and regrettable what had happened, but ultimately at the end of the day, things already happened so now all that they can do is rectify everything and move on.“Wow….you two have even served during the first war?…I get it when i
“Specialist Alehandro..is First generation Special Force Operator, you know…please be respectful Gunner..”.(Specialist Jennifer)Alehandro is known to be the old member of the Special Forces Branch, and he is also a low key person. What is more puzzling to others is that compared to the many first generation Special Forces operator, his ranks were the lowest, thus made him seem unremarkable to many. For Gunner, Jennifer and Liam, they were second generation operator, so this old Dwarf often alluded them with mystery.“I am respectful, you know!…..it just….why are you still specialist, old man?..”.(Specialist Gunner)“Oi…what did I just said just now?…”.(Specialist Jennifer)“Hey..I know!….I just..you know…curious?…”. (Specialist Gunner)Jennifer growled as the brash attitude of Gunner, but everyone can see that Gunner were just curious and doesn’t mean anything bad from his words. Liam too were curious as well, but decided as the youngest in the room it is better to keep his mouth shu
“It is rather simple actually….this old dwarf is just stubborn….Hahaha..”.(Sergeant Leku)“…what?..”.(Corporal Liam)Hearing their sergeant just rip into Alehandro like it was nothing, Corporal Liam just spurt out his drinks in shock, startling the whole room.“He denied promotions because he haven’t had enough of fighting…and because he don’t want to lead others…Stupid right?…hahaha!…Then again…if he decided to rank up…this guy over here can just asked the President for it…and he will get it nifty….”.(Sergeant Leku)“Tch!…I too lazy to lead others…”.(Specialist Alehandro)“Believe it or not…if he wanted to…he can easily rose to Lieutenant Colonel and stand beside Colonel Xing if he wanted to…but being a muscle headed dwarf that he is….he preferred to bash in some skull rather than sit in an office somewhere….You guys do realized that he just called the President ‘Boss’ right?…”.(Sergeant Leku)“yeah….aren’t you also called the President, Boss as well, Sir?…”.(Specialist
“Tch!…I too lazy to lead others…”.(Specialist Alehandro)“Believe it or not…if he wanted to…he can easily rose to Lieutenant Colonel and stand beside Colonel Xing if he wanted to…but being a muscle headed dwarf that he is….he preferred to bash in some skull rather than sit in an office somewhere….You guys do realized that he just called the President ‘Boss’ right?…”.(Sergeant Leku)“yeah….aren’t you also called the President, Boss as well, Sir?…”.(Specialist Jennifer)“Yeah…that is because…we…including several others and also Colonel Xing were used to be in the same Unit as the President….and the first one to call the President Boss and have guts to do it…is this Old Dwarf over here…”.(Sergeant Leku)“Really?!…goddamn…I never thought that you were really that of a big shot, old man…”.(Specialist Gunner)The 3 officer looked at Alehandro with glistening eyes at this very moment, never they have ever thought that the Old Dwarf were this prolific.“Why would you told them that…you idiot
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