“The President has given the final command. Today, we march towards the Central Region of Alemia. Prepare the men and women of this army. Ensure every soldier, vehicle, and piece of equipment is battle-ready within the hour. This is the last battle of the war. Let’s finish what we started.”The command center fell silent for a moment, the gravity of her words sinking in. Then, like a well-oiled machine, the officers snapped into action, relaying her orders to every corner of the base.Captain Angelina couldn’t help but smirk as the command center burst into activity. She glanced at Selie, who maintained her usual stoic expression.“Excited, Colonel?”Angelina asked teasingly, leaning closer to her superior.Selie shot her a sidelong glance, but her lips quirked ever so slightly.“This is war, Captain. Excitement has no place here.”Angelina chuckled softly.“Oh, of course, Colonel. And yet, you’re practically glowing. Can’t blame you, though. After all, we’re about to carve our names
In the Western Region, the city of Gust was alive with anticipation. The central square, which opened up to the western wall, was packed with thousands of onlookers, a sea of townsfolk and refugees who had sought shelter here during the turbulent war.On the raised platform near the western wall, Governor Duke Oliver Gust stood alongside General Lucas. Behind them, a breathtaking formation of Aeternum soldiers stood shoulder to shoulder with the Gust Ducal Family’s knights. The juxtaposition of modern Aeternum military vehicles and the gleaming armor of medieval-style knights painted a scene that spoke of unity between progress and tradition.The air was thick with anticipation as Duke Oliver Gust stepped forward. His sharp, noble features were illuminated by the midday sun, and his deep voice carried over the crowd with ease.“Citizens of Gust City!”he began, his tone resonating with authority and passion.“Today, we bear witness to a moment of unparalleled significance—not just for
“This is Quara Raedrim bringing you today’s top story on the Aeternum Radio Network.”She paused for effect, her emerald eyes glinting as she glanced at the breaking news memo in front of her.“Breaking news from the frontlines of Alemia Nation,”she announced, her tone rising with excitement.“This morning, it has been officially confirmed that His Excellency, President of Aeternum, has made the decisive move to restart the liberation campaign to bring the Alemia Nation fully under Aeternum governance.”Across New City, radios crackled in homes, cafes, and workplaces as citizens stopped what they were doing to listen.“Did you hear that?”a baker in the marketplace exclaimed, turning up the volume on his radio.“The President is leading the Eastern Army himself!”“I knew it,”a mother murmured to her young son, clutching his hand as they walked through the park.“He always fulfills his promises. Alemia will be whole again, under Aeternum’s light.”In the immigrant district, a group o
Paul’s bony fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk as he considered the question.“If there’s one thing you can count on,”he said, his hollow voice firm,“it’s that His Excellency always finishes what he starts.”As the broadcast neared its conclusion, Quara leaned closer to the microphone, her voice filled with pride.“To the brave men and women of the Aeternum Army, and to our beloved President leading them—may you march forward with strength and honor. The people of Aeternum stand behind you, united in hope and faith. This is not just a battle—it is the dawn of a new era for Alemia and Aeternum alike.”The closing theme played, and as the broadcast ended, applause erupted in the studio. Quara removed her headphones, her heart swelling with pride.“Another stellar broadcast,”Paul commented, his skeletal hand giving her a rare approving gesture.“Thank you, Director,”Quara replied, smiling warmly.“Let’s hope the troops hear this and know we’re all rooting for them.”As the day u
“The Aeternum Army hasn’t even arrived, and they’re already running with their tails between their legs.”The scene galvanized the townsfolk. For years, they had suffered under the tyranny of these same elites, who now abandoned them without a second thought.“We don’t need them!”a blacksmith shouted, raising his hammer into the air.“We can rebuild this town under Aeternum’s banner!”The crowd roared in agreement. Farmers, tradesmen, and laborers began organizing themselves, discussing how they could prepare for the Aeternum Army’s arrival. Some offered to clear the streets of debris, while others spoke of gathering supplies to welcome their liberators.As the chaos of the fleeing elites faded into the distance, the people of Black Eagle Town felt a renewed sense of purpose. For the first time in decades, they saw a future where they could live without fear, where justice and prosperity were not just dreams but tangible goals within their grasp.Standing amidst the crowd, Johny Eagl
9:00 AM, Black Eagle TownThe ornate halls of Baron Mikhail’s manor, which had always been filled with the echoes of lavish banquets and self-serving discussions, were eerily chaotic this morning. Servants scurried through the corridors, hastily packing valuables into crates and trunks. The once-proud lord of Black Eagle Town, Baron Mikhail, paced frantically in his study, his face pale and drenched in sweat.The news from the Aeternum Radio Broadcast had hit him like a thunderclap. The Aeternum Army, led by none other than the President of Aeternum himself, was marching toward the central region—and Black Eagle Town was directly in their path.Baron Mikhail slammed a trembling hand on his mahogany desk, glaring at the messenger who had delivered the dreadful news.“Do you understand what this means?”the Baron shouted, his voice a mix of terror and fury.“They’re coming for us—for me!”The messenger, a young man who had seen little of the luxury that surrounded him, stammered nervou
“This is it, Melinda,”he said softly.“This is the beginning of something new—for all of us.”“And it’s all thanks to Aeternum,”she replied, her voice filled with gratitude. As the people of Black Eagle Town came together to rebuild, their eyes turned to the horizon, waiting eagerly for the arrival of their liberators. The streets of Black Eagle Town were in utter chaos. Wealthy nobles, lords, and merchants, along with their families, had clogged the narrow cobblestone roads with carriages loaded with valuables. Gilded trunks and ornate chests teetered precariously atop the carriages, spilling jewels and fine silks as servants scrambled to secure their masters' possessions. Horses neighed and stomped, struggling to pull the overloaded carriages as the morning sun cast a harsh glare on the chaotic exodus.The townsfolk stood on the sidelines, watching with a mixture of amusement and contempt as the upper class fled.“Look at them,”Johny Eagle said, shaking his head as he leaned agai
News of Aeternum’s Army had spread like wildfire, but even the swiftest whispers across the land had not prepared the people for this. Just hours after hearing that the army was mobilizing, Black Eagle Town found itself under the shadow of Aeternum’s infamous Iron Birds.“Impossible!”Johny Eagle exclaimed, his voice filled with awe as he gazed at the helicopters hovering above.“How can they already be here?”The patrons of his underground tavern murmured in agreement; their eyes wide as they watched the scene unfold from the streets.“It’s them,”Melinda said with certainty.“No one else has those flying machines. It’s the Aeternum Army.”All around them, the townsfolk shared similar sentiments. The speed at which Aeternum moved was nothing short of miraculous to the common people. To those who had lived under tyranny and chaos, it felt like divine intervention. While the nobles and lords continued their desperate attempts to flee the town, their carriages grinding to a halt as the
At precisely 10 AM, just as the dust from the explosions had barely begun to settle, a deep echoing voice rang across the battlefield.“To the soldiers and citizens of Alemia!”It was him.The President of Aeternum.His voice carried through the winds, reverberating through the ruined streets, projected through Aeternum’s massive military speakers for all to hear.“Your war is over. Lay down your arms. Submit to the governance of Aeternum, and you will be spared.”His words hung in the air like a final judgment.And then, like a descending storm, the Aeternum Army finally began to move.It was a terrifyingly unified march.Thousands upon thousands of troops moved in perfect synchronicity, their steel boots pounding against the earth like a drum of war. Tanks rolled forward, massive military vehicles flanking the advancing battalions, gunships and airships circling the skies like mechanical reapers.At that moment, the people of Alemia saw it—the unstoppable tide of Aeternum’s might de
“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