“We’re here Sir…”. (Sasu)
After a short ride from the Black House as I were busy fiddling with my tablet PC, we have already arrived at the A.R.D.H Headquarters. Compared to the other building inside the Compound with 600 meter square big complex. The Headquarter building could be said a lot more modest, it was just a simple tower of 8 floor high with 4 basements. More over it was designed like the Leaning tower of Pisa, except it stood straight as an arrow.
“Selie, I want every single person on this list to attend this meeting..”.
“I understood sir..I will summon them myself…”. (Lieutenant Colonel Selie)
“Please do..”.
There has been an updated to the people that I wanted to meet today, aside from Rafaela and Senior Researcher Jessica that done the researched on the Crude oil. The A.R.D.H Complex is what we can
I took my time as I slowly walks to the Headquarters, since at the Moment Selie were still on her way to summon numbers of people to the meetings, there no need for me to rush, after all, this is also my last schedule for the day. So together with entourage of secret service agents, We’ve decided to take things a little bit easier. Inside all of government buildings there will always be a designated places for places to eat and rest. So does here in the complex, I am sure that inside of the Headquarters building there’s a cafeteria, since I decided to loiter around a little bit, it was time for me to just take my time.“hmm?…there’s a hawker here…never thought I would find one here..”.There were abundance of space before the Headquarter building and the others buildings, aside from the roads that connected everything there were also the pedestrian walkways and also gardens here and the
There were 3 other small table beside the one that I sat on, Polly noticing that she knows me, already left her own table and colleague of researchers and joined my table, thankfully Sasu knows who she was so she doesn’t got stopped by him or got choke hold by the other bodyguards. It has become a rather large spectacle to the both bystander and also the diners that in the area, after all it was shocking and not everyday that many can see a President of a country actually sitting and dining at a street stall.“So how’s you’ve been these days?….busy?..”.“Well I am…High General Bina has been rather pushy to the Special Research department lately..she said that we need more variety of firearms…also, we need to hurry and stop relying on the current ammunition…”. (poly Grokham)“...oh that…I was the one that ordering that…we need too..t
Inside the Medical Research Centre, the news about The President were currently dining at the Street Stall right outside of the Headquarter were already spread. And just like anyone in the A.R.D.H Complex, many sees this news as an eye opening to them. Because not many of them had contact with these large figure, most of them not even seen the man up close. Hence why everyone that were working currently have their attentions out of the windows. Eager to witness this somewhat a memorable instance for themselves.“Madam Minister Rafaela…”. (Lieutenant Colonel Selie)After a whole round of moving here and there in the complex to summon every single person on the list of the meeting, Selie meet Rafaela as the last person.“Sister Selie..I heard that he’s here…”. (Rafaela)“..How?..”.(Lieutenant Colonel Selie)Compared to anyone
My little diversion and a little snack time ended with a rather overwhelming ending, with me getting surrounded by crowds of Researchers and Craftsmen, all asking for all kind of things, from signature, approval and also advice on their projects. Compared to being surrounded by the Soldiers, getting surrounded by theses intellectual people were much more tiring as they were a thousand more passionate about their subject more than anyone. Then again with Rafaela come back with Selie with her, is a big sign that everything is ready for the meeting. Hence it was easier for me to escape the crowds.“Is everyone ready?..”.“Yes Sire President…every name has been called, and all of them were already waiting in the meeting room…we were the last to arrive..”. ( Lieutenant Colonel Selie)“Good…Rafaela, is something on your mind?..”.I noticed that , Raf
What was on the display on top of the stage, not only silence me and took my fascination away, but so does everybody else in Conference Hall. Because to everyone including me, what Rafaela introduced as the Synthetic Limbs, looks exactly like a real limbs. That is right, it looks like a real actual severed limbs that were placed neatly in order on the table. It ranges from fingers, to arms, legs and even toes. Not only that it covers the main limbs, but then it goes as far as the other features for all of the Races in Fantasma, Tails for the Demi-Human, be it The Draconic tails or the Tails of the Fox Demi-Human.“..Wow..that is remarkable…it almost looks like a real limbs…if not for the Connector parts…people would’ve thought that it was a real limbs..”. (Lieutenant Colonel Selie)Selie actually speaks what is in my mind and also many that were in the Hall, and everyone were nodding in agreements at wh
Rather that condemning or heckling Rafaela, is what usually happened at the time like this in the usual Fantasma, Medieval Era settings. Everyone inside the room were rather extremely excited about everything they were curious about every single facts that they comes across and react like a true Researcher and scholar would, without undermining anyone or anything. It could be said, that compared to Institute where when there were was new finding they would be many rejections and questions, Aeternum Intellectuals community were always ready to accept new things and ready to civilly discussed everything in a mannered ways.“Thanks to our Culturally Diverse organizations and Nation….in my Research team…We had, Doctor Elion Fellmir, from the Mana Surgery Department at the Aeternum Royal Medical Hospital…Thanks to him, Being an Elven Descent…he had provided us with his tribe knowledge..on how to correctly killed a Slime and Keeping i
“...After a thorough research…it has been found that, the most suitable materials..for replacing the Synthetic chemicals materials…is the oddly Slime flesh…it has identical compositions as any flesh…be it monsters or Humane beings..very susceptible to many manipulations…well preserved…and not only that…it was very durable…with all the test that we have done…we find out that compared to the Human skin and Flesh…this Slime Synthetic materials..were even harder that normal flesh..that 9 millimeter bullets shot from 5 meter away, could only penetrate about 1cm deep!!…”.(Doctor Elion Fellmir)It was amazing that such things could be found, I am relief to see such passionate scientist like him and all those that were in the Hall. But at the same time, I was also shocked and feeling profound that such amazing things could be discovered on the most weak monster in Fantasma. Listenin
Unlike the others in the Hall, I were the only one that realizes how significant it is the Current Synthetic Artificial Limbs on the stage is, and I was on the verge on getting uneasy on my seat. Because, as of right now, what Rafaela and the Medical Researched team has did, they did not only discovered a perfect replacement for a lost limbs, but instead that have discovered how to upgrade the Humane Beings limbs to a better one, that is far more durable and strong compared to the natural limbs. In fact it can already be turned into a weapons, if I might say, not only the technology has been advance by multiple leap, but it was already surpassing the Earth modern technology.“Naturally…After the advancement of Aeternum Medical technology..and we have discovered..that aside from the importance of the outside injuries that Humane Beings can experienced….We have also being teach about the importance of the Internal organs…and how extremel
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