5 days after the surgery, Aeternum General Hospital 2nd Floor VIP Ward.
"Try to move your fingers slowly…good, looks like everything is functioning normally as it should….Rafaela, make sure to monitor Elijah's conditions and developments as she comes for her regular inspections..".<CLAP! CLAP!>"Congratulations Sister Elijah!!…Congratulations Mr.President!..to gave birth to such amazing miracles, our Aeternum was blessed to have you!…". (Bar)The whole wards were full of Maidens and several other people in the hallway, waiting to hear and witness the full result of Elijah's successful limb transplant. The operations were successful, and the limbs working normally, also thanks to the healing spells the recovery process which is normally taken at least 3 months was shortened to 3 days. Everyone was celebrating, maidens were sobbing with tears of joy, civilian were singing and cheering from within the hospit"Sir, I don't see why we have to inform the Duke or anyone for the feat we've done…". (Mina)Sitting inside my office, Mina appeared to be dissatisfied as to why I had to inform the duke and to delay the news that I have handled the bandit's situations."We don't have to…but, all this is just a politics...Noble like their pride so much,..it's wasn't news that the duke has been trying to exterminate the bandits for so long…but, we have done it almost effortlessly….if we just come strolling and say 'hey guys! it's done' that would rub them the wrong way….."."So all this just us doing them a favor of saving their face?…". (Mina)"Yes…remember, the duke has high approval among his subject….we need to use that, we need the duke territory for business…with this way, we not only say to the Duke's that we are not a force to mess with, but we also appeal to the public that we are a friendly
"I always thought flying were impossible..who would've thought it was actually this simple…". (Bar)"This is just one of the example Bar,….there's even a flight vehicles that capable to brought hundreds of people flying across a continent…."."Really?..that would be amazing to see, I can't wait to see them sir…". (Bar)After 3 days I've announce that I would be bringing a team to go dungeonering, we finally left the Aeternum capital. Using one of my Helicopter, 5 of us were flying across the large desert called the Big Nothing, Elijah said this desert were to deadly for anyone to wander in, and for thousands of years no one dares to enter it. Actually I already passed through the whole desert to reach Aeternum, it's true that it's dangerous. The last time I came across a scorpion mix with lion that as big as a 5 ton lorry, I still remember that it taste like shrimp."Sir w
<BANG!!>"Stay calm…take your time to aim and pull the trigger..just like that…BUKK!!!…".Dungeonering proceeding as swiftly as it can, we still have a few bumps here and there. But, it wasn't a big problem, instead, I take this time to further instilled my knowledge in using a firearm masterfully to my other teammates. The sword, I brought with me was rendered to be less useful in this expeditions, mainly because all the monster in this dungeon was undead, zombies, skeletons were all that roams in this dungeon, and apparently destroying the heads were extremely effective. I tried to use swords by cutting the undead to pieces, it works but takes a lot of works, even when I decapitate the neck clean it's still moving. That's when I decided to just either punch the head off or smashing them on the wall or floor, it's possible because the undead was deadly slow."I remember reading about these firearms in an old book about Dwa
A long time ago, deep in the mountains of Dwermer, in the Valley of life, lies the most magnificent City of Dwarven called Dwertur. It's the large Dwarven city, a hub of industrialism, Human, Demi-Human, Beastmen, Elves visits the city every day, every year. Be it weapons, magical items, anything you desire you can get them in Dwertur. I was one of the residents of Dwertur, I came from a family of a carpenter, but unlike my parent and brothers, I was different. Building things never brought me joy, what fuels my passions was entertaining.Every day I would go down to the shopping districts, observing people, watching the nearby bards sang a tune, and reading books at the books store. Years passed, I finally gathered the courage of performing in the public, sometimes I play a tune, and sometimes a perform a puppet play, little by little people recognize me and my talent. The laughter of children always echoed in the plaza when I perform, by the age of 35, everyone in the c
"T.A.S didn't dungeon has to have Dungeon core?..all the game and novels have that…why did they called it Anchor?..".[A standalone dungeon core does exist, but it's rare…only 50% of dungeon in all Fantasma have one…normally, a dungeon appeared due to abnormal accumulations of pure mana in one concentrated place...the result of that accumulations will form a standalone dungeon cores and should it not able to form a full apparent dungeon core, the energy/mana will be absorb/enter a host, thus came the term 'anchor' aka Lord…and normally the type of dungeons were determine according to the Anchor type, seeing that this dungeon were Undeads attributes..I conclude that the anchor is an Undead and probably a high level one..could be a Wraith Royals or Liches…]. (T.A.S)"i think I got a theories how the undeads dungeon happened, it probably happen because the mana accumulations happen after the fall of t
"So, Undead bloods can be use in a lot of stuff, purifying stuff, curing curse, killing vampires and werewolves, even used as a foul magic main ingredients…also, the blood quality and prices depends on the monsters rank, even 10ml of the lowest rank zombie blood cost 1 gold….is that what you were saying?.."."Yes…".(Bar)The draining process already done by now, Bar and Rafaela was in the process of storing all the 30 blood bags (30 Liter). the Zombie lord is still alive but barely as it's body was nothing more than a skin sack."Then why aren't you collecting the bloods back then?…we killed almost 20 zombies on our way here…that's 600 liter at least, we just let 1 platinum and 800 thousand gold coins flying out of our hands….<Sigh>…".Realizing how much money I could get by just draining bloods and how much I just lost, it made me depressed."It's okay
Have you ever seen a human sized Beaver? That talk, walk on 2 legs and act like a ninja. It's extremely cute and funny at the same time, that is the scene that unfold before me right now. Though our appearance in this Beaver and Mole settlement was kind of uninvited, in fact from the look of it, they were quite hostile."Sir….it seems we were uninvited here..".(Bar)Gulping in a cold breath, Bar and the others slowly get into positions, Rafaela even signalling to us that the Beaver ninja already starts to encircle us."Well everyone could see that Bar....Ehem, Hello there friend…can we talk for a moment?..".[I don't think they will listen to you sir….ohh,here they come..].(T.A.S)Though for anyone else this Ninjas were quite hard to detect, to me I can see,smells and hear every single one of them. Thanks to my newly obtains passive skills (Heightene
Matriarch Kasuma and Elder Mikhail spills out the unfortunate history to their clans. Still because of the 1st generations rash decision, the now 3rd generations has to bear the consequences. Still it was quite impressive, to preserve an oath, even though the current generations doesn't know if the oath was even truly exist.Beaver clan is a real shinobi clan, their culture and lifestyle were similar to Ninja clan on earth. It was quite a scene to see a Beaver act like a ninja, comical but impressive. As for the Mole clan, their story was quite funny to put it in a simple term, they were a capable carefree bunch that make a wrong turn at the wrong time. But both clan compliments each other perfectly, Beaver Clan was dedicated, while Mole clan is resourceful. While Beaver clan act as the guardian, Mole clan act as supporter, providing tools and provisions. Mole clan is a Slime Tamer, the foods, cloths, candles and even a waste management were all done by exploiti
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
The project would take time—perhaps years—but its impact would begin in weeks.“Once the roads are in place,” Merrica said, entering her chamber with a report in hand, “we’ll be able to move goods faster, respond to crises quicker, and prepare for the second phase: economic zone development.”Helen took the report with a tired, but satisfied smile. “This… this they will see. This they will believe.”“And when they do,” Merrica said, “they’ll follow.”Late that night, as the wind howled against the palace windows, Helen stood in her private study, gazing out at the flickering torches lining the city streets. In her hand was a smooth, curved stone from the first road pile—just a plain stone, but to her, it was the beginning of a foundation.Her fingers closed around it as she whispered to herself, “Let this road lead us to a better kingdom.” And with that, the first steps into a new Hallerus had begun.The throne room had seen war plans, council betrayals, and royal declarations. But on