Aeternum, New City, Economic District, Road no. 2.
For about 2 years already, Ever since Aeternum New City were still in it’s infancy, the Darkness Guild, who has been known to have it’s base all over the place, take a pride on themselves for being untouched able, a superior existence that, none would dare to stood against, not even a Kingdom dared to offend the Darkness Guild, But being a dark organizations that profited from evil intention. They have found a very difficulties to operates inside of Aeternum territories, unlike any other place, Aeternum was unique, Power struggle is almost none existence in these place.
No nobles fighting against each others, nor complotting against each other inside their family, a vengeance nor rebellion against the Government were none existence, Usually there will be always a case of a harmed citizen that wanted to stand against the devious noble or their roy
“It’s good you brought it up,” I said. “Rafaela and I just heard about container trucks for freight. I think it’s time to upgrade our transport system—on land and rail.”Andrew’s face crinkled into a grin. “Container trucks?”“And freight trains,” Anton added, excitement flickering in his eyes. “Hauling directly to Agriculture City, to ports…”“That’s the plan,” I confirmed, nodding with purpose. “We’re rolling out a fleet of high-capacity container trucks, and expanding our railway system. Freight trains are in development.”Their relief was clear. They believed wholeheartedly in their work, and now they saw the government backing them.“I knew I could count on you to listen, sir,” Andrew said softly. “We drivers just want Aeternum crops to reach the world.”Anton chimed in, voice warm: “When we haul produce, it’s not just cargo—we’re delivering Aeternum’s promise.”I placed a hand on each of their shoulders. “It’s you—people like you—who help me see what matters. Keep telling me wha
“She adores you, Rafaela.”“She calls Andrea for fashion advice. Bina for combat sparring. Mina for everything under the sun. And you…”I took her hand gently.“You’re the one she asks to explain why stars glow. Why potions fizz. Why flowers bloom when mixed with elemental energies. Don’t you see it? She goes to each of us for different parts of her world.”Rafaela blinked. Her eyes shimmered. “She is our world.”We both stood as Yggdrasil reached the center of the stage, received her scroll, and did a little spin. The crowd laughed. She waved at us.I waved back, grinning like an idiot. Rafaela wiped her eyes.“She's going to change the world, that one.”“She already changed ours.”After the ceremony, we joined the crowd of parents outside for light refreshments in the garden. More people recognized us, of course. But we kept things simple. Yggdrasil ran to us and leaped into my arms.“Did you see me, Papa!?”“I saw you steal the show,” I said, squeezing her tight.“And I got my dipl
“Please join me now—in honor of this momentous day—for the Pledge of Aeternum.”(The graduates rose in unison.)“With intellect as our tool; compassion as our guide; and unity as our strength—we pledge to honor Aeternum, to defend its ideals, and to help Fantasma embrace the light of progress.”Applause erupted again. Graduates’ families wept tears of pride. Hats tossed into the air, sunlight glinting off soaring mortarboards.From the stage, I bowed deeply, heart full. Graduates of 3rd year, Class of the New Dawn… Go forward as architects of the future. Go forward as the best our world has ever seen. Go forward—proud, capable, and unwavering.The ceremony closed not with fanfare alone, but with a shared sense of accomplishment and destiny. In that moment, Aeternum felt less like a fledgling experiment, and more like a destined nation—built by earth-born hopes, realized through Fantasma’s promise, and carried forward by a million-strong generation and counting.And as I looked one mor
“Three years ago, this was an empty field. There were no classrooms. No libraries. Not even desks. Just dreams.And today, I stand before the first generation of scholars, thinkers, and builders of Aeternum.Many of you were told, ‘You’re too poor to learn.’ Or, ‘You’re not born to hold a pen, only a sword.’ Some of you, from lands ruled by fear, were told that women had no place in lecture halls. And yet—look at you now.You did not only attend university. You conquered it. In sleepless nights and shared notes, in group projects and brilliant breakthroughs. In your hunger to understand the stars and the soul, the atom and the arcane.You are the very reason Aeternum will never fade. Because you will be the teachers of tomorrow, the engineers of peace, the doctors of hope, and the architects of a better world.Never forget: education is not just for the elite. It is the weapon and shield of the free.And to the nations who still cling to ignorance and oppression: may your graduates se
During a private meeting at my office, Vice President Elijah described:“We’ve turned rivers from a place of terror into arteries of promise. Small nations are already planning year-round crop cycles, built around reliable river transport.”Grand General Bina added:“We proved that deterrence works. The Doctrine didn’t just defend lives—it elevated the futures of dozens of UNA nations.”I, President Mies, nodded gravely."Let this be our mark," I said. "We did not wage wars; we did not start conflicts—we ended them where they threatened people. And we offered peace in their wake."As I look toward the horizon—flashlights aboard naval vessels gleaming against churning waters—I feel the shift beneath my feet.Once feared riverways have become beacons of hope for nearly half a continent. We offered Steel—but we delivered Safety. And that, in my mind, is the true power of civilization.The view from my office window stretches across New City’s skyline — a tapestry of progress writ large i
“Put together a diplomatic dispatch. Short. Cold. Clear. Send it to all non-UNA nations. Title it: ‘Waterway Defense Doctrine.’ Make it known—if you interfere with UNA vessels, expect no quarter.”Elijah nodded. “We’ll leak it discreetly too. Let the rumor mill scare the aggressors before we ever need to raise a cannon.”Bina chuckled darkly. “Word will travel fast. Especially after what Fleet 02 did to Texi.”“But this isn’t about blood,” I said. “This is about protection. We’re not conquerors. But we are guardians. And guardians don’t tolerate threats to those under their care.”There was a moment of silence. No more need for pleasantries. The direction was clear.Bina stood. “I’ll revise our naval engagement protocols. From here on, ROE is fire-first if engaged. If an enemy dares point a blade at us, we’ll break the arm that holds it.”Elijah placed a hand over the tablet screen and glanced at me. “You’re prepared for the backlash?”I nodded. “Let them bark. We’ll be the ones who b