"You know how eager and capable the Eternal Night Division is, especially at night. When they asked for my permission, they executed their orders with full force... and that’s exactly what happened," .(President Mies )President Mies explained, his voice a blend of satisfaction and mild amusement."I see... I know how they operate. Sitting around idly must have been intolerable for them," .(Elijah)Elijah responded, her tone becoming more serious."But I hope the Eternal Night Division will remain confined to the Northern Region. We cannot afford to expose their existence or their capabilities to the outside world... not yet.".(Elijah)The Eternal Night Division was one of Aeternum's many secret military divisions, but it was undoubtedly the most formidable. Unlike the Special Forces, the Eternal Night Division surpassed all others in every aspect—physical attributes, effectiveness, and tactical prowess. What set them apart even further was the fact that every soldier in the division
Among the populace, there was a sense of vindication. The trials represented more than just a legal proceeding; they were a symbolic act of retribution, a cathartic release for years of pent-up anger and frustration. The people of Alemia Nation had suffered under the yoke of their lords for too long, and now, with the arrival of Aeternum, they saw a glimmer of hope.Inside the makeshift courtroom, I observed the preparations with a critical eye. Since I will be the one that will be overseeing the trials, ensuring that everything went according to plan is just natural. It was a delicate balance—on the one hand, I needed to demonstrate Aeternum’s strength and resolve; on the other, they had to do so in a way that would win the hearts and minds of the people.“Everything must be perfect,”.she instructed her aides, her voice firm.“The people need to see that we are not just punishing these nobles out of vengeance, but because it is the right thing to do. This is about justice, not reven
“People of Georgina City….Today….we will be holding a trial….a trial to judged over these people….these worms that had been plaguing this land….plaguing your lives for so long….Today...I promise all of you that all your grudge and anger would be settled once and for all….”.Truth to be said, the crowd has yet come to believe that this trial would do anything, it was understandable for them to react as such, after all, I am sure that before me there were other trials has been held by their previous lord, and in which inside that trial it was never gone to the way the people want the to be. But little that these people know that this trial would be something that made their heads turns 360 degree.“Will…things even be right?…I doubt it…”.(Reginald)In the midst of the massive crowds, Reginald were there standing in the spectator area along with the other citizen of Georgina City, looking a the massive makeshift trial court with skeptical views. Which is something that he can’t help to b
All the nobles and lords who had heard the verdict lost the shine in their faces and fell into a gloomy silence. They wanted to plead, as they had always done in the past, but this time, no words could escape their lips. Silenced all at once, they were forcefully escorted back to their prison cells, their fates now sealed. All they could do was wait for the inevitable—the day when death would finally claim them.As for the people of Georgina City, they were only just beginning to regain their senses after the shock of what they had witnessed. The trial, to their amazement, had been a truly lawful proceeding. No trickery, no hidden agenda. Aeternum had conducted the trial with honesty and transparency, showing everyone what true justice looked like. This is what fairness should be, they thought. This is how a just society should work.“BAM! BAM! BAM!”The sound of the gavel echoed throughout the plaza, marking the official end of the court proceedings. The magistrate’s voice rang out:
Meanwhile, at the back of the stage, as the trial concludes, President Mies quietly makes his way toward the colossal administrative building situated just behind the City Centre. Once inside the grand room on the second floor, he stands near a tall window, his gaze drifting over the jubilant crowds gathered outside. They are in full celebration of the successful court proceedings that have just taken place. Today, a significant number of nobles and lords stood trial, all of whom have been sentenced. Their executions are scheduled to begin tomorrow.**"How are the people reacting?"President Mies asks, his voice calm yet purposeful, still watching the masses below.Special Agent Marisko, standing just behind him, replies with a tone of satisfaction."It’s been overwhelmingly positive, Your Highness. As you can see for yourself, the people are celebrating. It’s safe to say that, from this moment on, our government has earned their full support and cooperation." Mies nods slightly, ac
They were leasing farmland at rates 200% higher than reasonable. Is that accurate?" Marisko nods gravely. "Yes, Your Highness. The high rent was deliberately designed to trap the people in debt. And when they inevitably couldn’t pay, the nobles would turn them into slaves. Their intention wasn’t to cultivate crops; it was to harvest the people themselves."(Marisko)Mies clenches his fist in anger. "What a sinister scheme."Marisko continues, his voice filled with disdain."Sinister indeed, sir. And they have been operating like this for quite some time now, exploiting the people while hiding the true nature of their contracts."(Marisko)Mies shakes his head, disgusted. These nobles had been using the farmland not to produce food for the nation but to exploit the very people who toiled on it. The entire system had been built on lies, with contracts carefully shrouded in secrecy. Even worse, the nobles had collaborated with one another to ensure they all played the same twisted ga
"I want to ensure that we manage all of the confiscated assets immediately. Since things have unfolded in this way, perhaps we can use this as an opportunity to make another strategic move—one that will greatly enhance our popularity,". President Mies said thoughtfully, a glimmer of calculation in his eyes.Special Agent Marisko looked intrigued but uncertain. "What do you mean, sir?". she asked, seeking clarification.Mies turned to him with a small, cunning smile."Those nobles hiked up the rent on farmland so outrageously high... don’t you think it’s only fair for us to lower it?"Marisko’s eyes widened in surprise."Do you really mean that, Your Highness?""Yes,"Mies continued, his tone firm and assured. "We—the Aeternum government—will be the ones to lower the rent that has been strangling the people of this land for so long. With that simple action, our positive image will skyrocket."Marisko’s face lit up with excitement as he grasped the brilliance of the idea. "What a
"Your Highness?"a voice called out from the other side. It was Sergeant Knight Jacob from the Knight Division.Since many of the commanding officers, including Holgun, had already moved to the front lines, Major Fontana had left his trusted sergeant to act as Mies' aide. "Come in, Sergeant,"Mies called, allowing the young knight to enter.The sergeant entered awkwardly, his movements stiff, betraying his nerves. Despite being a true-blooded knight, it seemed he was still adjusting to serving under such a high-ranking leader. "Your Highness,"he stammered,"Madam Vice President is calling. She’s on line one." Mies smiled slightly, amused by the sergeant’s nervousness."Thank you, Sergeant. Connect the call for me."Sergeant Jacob fumbled for a moment but quickly connected the call before retreating from the room, leaving Mies alone. As the line connected, Mies could hear the familiar voice of his vice president, Elijah, on the other end."This is Mies speaking. Go ahead, Elijah
“Then let’s make history. Order the Navy Fleet 01 to launch three additional Type-1 Missiles. Targets: The East, North, and West gates of the capital.”The entire command bridge fell into stunned silence.Every officer, every technician, every strategist momentarily froze. Their eyes flickered with a mix of shock and anxiety as they processed my command. Even the seasoned veterans among them seemed momentarily taken aback.It was one thing to deploy a single missile.But three at once?That wasn’t just warfare—it was an annihilation order.Bina, Lucas, and Eliza, who had been following the situation via video conference, immediately reacted. Their holographic images flickered on the massive display before me, each one expressing their own unique emotions.Bina, ever the stoic and composed tactician, furrowed her brows, tapping her fingers against the table.“Mr. President… I assume you understand the full implications of this move?”I met her gaze without hesitation.“I do. This is th
At 6:45 AM, the order was given. Admiral Duchess Kolarova, commanding the Navy Fleet from the southern front, initiated the launch sequence. The missile streaked across the sky like a comet, its white trail a harbinger of devastation.From the Dragon One, I stood on the bridge, watching intently as the missile’s trajectory was displayed on the holographic screens. My officers around me held their breath, anticipation thick in the air.A few moments later, the missile hit its mark. The explosion that followed was nothing short of spectacular. The Alemia Capital City gates were obliterated, along with the surrounding walls and everything within a 100-meter radius. Dust and debris rose into the sky like a dark mushroom cloud, blotting out the early morning sun.The impact was beyond what any of us had anticipated. The "lowest-grade" missile had proven to be anything but low-grade.The news of the missile strike spread like wildfire through the Aeternum ranks. Soldiers, commanders, and of
BOOM!The object slammed into the city gates, unleashing a deafening explosion that shook the ground beneath their feet. The shockwave rippled outward, sending soldiers sprawling and shattering windows across the city. Dust and debris filled the air as the once-mighty gates crumbled into a smoking ruin.Amariss stumbled backward, his sword clattering to the ground as he stared in horror at the devastation.“What… what is this? What is happening?!”he stammered, his voice trembling with fear. In the distance, the Aeternum Navy Fleet stood poised, their warships bristling with firepower. The single missile had been a warning—a demonstration of Aeternum’s overwhelming strength and precision. And it had achieved its purpose.The soldiers of Amariss’s army, already demoralized and terrified, broke ranks almost immediately. Dropping their weapons and abandoning their positions, they fled in every direction, their panic spreading like wildfire.“Come back! COME BACK, YOU COWARDS!”Amariss sc
“The reports… the soldiers… they are abandoning their posts. Even the Prime Minister has—”“I know,”she interrupted, her voice calm but laced with resignation.“Let them go. They were never loyal to me to begin with.”Her Royal Knight Commander, Lucas Perdue, entered moments later, his face grim.“Your Majesty, the palace remains secure for now, but the city is unraveling. The people are heeding Aeternum’s call, not ours. And the army… they’ve lost the will to fight.”The Queen closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.“Lucas, prepare for the inevitable. Lock down the palace. Imprison those who remain loyal to the Prime Minister and the other schemers. And… prepare for my surrender to Aeternum.”Lucas hesitated, his hand tightening on the hilt of his sword.“Are you certain, Your Majesty? To surrender is to admit—”“To admit that we’ve failed,”she finished for him.“Yes. Because we have failed. And the longer we cling to this throne, the more my people suffer….it is of no point to figh
Back at the frontlines, as soldiers readied themselves for the final march, they were moved by the reports circulating from command. The evidence of Alemia’s corruption and the suffering of its people only solidified their resolve. Around campfires and inside armored vehicles, soldiers shared their thoughts openly.One young soldier spoke with determination:“It’s not just about winning the war. We’re here to do something right—to fix what’s broken.”Another nodded, clenching her rifle tightly.“The President and the Vice President have never hidden anything from us. They’ve told us why we’re fighting, and that’s why I’d follow them anywhere.”Even the most hardened veterans were touched by the weight of their mission. One grizzled commander, looking out at the stars, muttered to himself,“We’re not just soldiers. We’re builders of a better future.”As the evening turned to night, a quiet anticipation spread across Aeternum and the liberated regions of Alemia. Farmers working their fi
“[To the citizens of Aeternum, know this: our soldiers, our leaders, and our government are united in our cause. We fight not for conquest, but for liberation. We fight to bring light to a land that has known darkness for far too long. And we fight because we believe in a better future for all.]”As she reached the conclusion of her address, Elijah’s voice softened slightly, carrying a note of hope.“[Let us move forward together—with courage, with resolve, and with the knowledge that we are on the side of justice. Aeternum stands as a beacon of hope, and together, we will bring peace to Alemia Nation. Thank you, and may we all stay safe in the hours ahead.]”The response to Elijah’s address was immediate and palpable. Across Aeternum, workers paused their tasks, families huddled around radios, and soldiers standing in the encampments felt a renewed sense of purpose.In one bustling Aeternum farm, a group of farmers stood together, their hands still muddy from the fields, listening in
“This is why I serve Aeternum,”he said.“Our government doesn’t hide anything from us. The President shows us the truth—the corruption, the suffering, everything. We’re not here for conquest. We’re here to fix what’s broken.”A sergeant nearby nodded.“And the Crown Prince? He deserves everything that’s coming to him. My wife is from Alemia, and she told me stories of what that man has done—taxing people into starvation while throwing lavish parties. It’s disgusting.”Another soldier, a former immigrant from Alemia, added,“It’s not just him. The entire royal family let this happen. But the fact that the President is willing to spare Queen Romella and preserve a part of Alemia’s heritage? That shows we’re not here to destroy—we’re here to rebuild.”Even the officers echoed similar sentiments. In the command tent, a group of captains discussed the decision over steaming mugs of coffee.“This is why we’re different,” one of them said.“Other nations would have razed Alemia to the groun
“What do you want to do, Your Excellency? Should we accept her surrender?”I exhaled slowly, feeling the weight of the decision before me.“We’ll accept it,”I said finally.“But under our terms. She will relinquish everything, including her dignity as a monarch. She’ll serve as an example of what happens when leaders fail their people. Let her live—but only just enough to remind everyone of the cost of her failures.”Elijah’s tone softened, a hint of respect in her voice.“Understood. I’ll finalize the arrangements and have her surrender publicly acknowledged at the right time. This war is finally nearing its end.”I sat back in my chair, my gaze drifting to the reports strewn across my desk. The Alemia Nation, a land plagued by incompetence and corruption, was finally crumbling. Its remnants would soon be swept away by the strength and unity of Aeternum. In the background, the low hum of Dragon One’s engines served as a steady reminder of the impending victory. The final steps were
“It’s over,”she announced, her voice echoing through the chamber.“The Alemia Royalty Faction has fallen—quietly, and without resistance.”The officers in the war room erupted into a flurry of activity, relaying the monumental news across Aeternum’s military network. But amidst the chaos, there was an undercurrent of somber resolve.“This is why Aeternum must lead,”one officer murmured to his colleague.“Their so-called queen waited until the very end to take responsibility—and only when her back was against the wall.”Another officer nodded.“At least she’s surrendering. But the damage is done. Her people have suffered for far too long. It’s time we clean up this mess.”Elijah listened to their hushed conversations; her expression unreadable. Though her demeanor was calm and composed, a storm of thoughts churned within her mind. She knew that this surrender, while significant, was only the beginning. The real work—rebuilding Alemia and bringing it under Aeternum’s banner—was yet to