“This place is really the best, Mister!!..the ocean is sure is beautiful!!..Waa~”. (BJ Sunny)“Who would’ve thought that we can actually eat here…on top of that on the highest floor…look, even that celebrity from the Hollywood can’t get up to us….Hahahaha…this is sure is fun…look at them going green with envy at us~.Hohohoho~..”. (BJ Kyung)Right now we are currently having our leisure time, having dinner at the 4th floor of Sea Voyage. Since the dinner were not that uptight with these ladies, it was rather just us hanging out and having a little bite. BJ Sunny and Kyung are clearly enjoying their time right now, hanging around the balcony that oversees the entire restaurant and also have the best views. And just like BJ Kyung said just now, it was true that there were a lot of the restaurant customers that were envying both of them.Because all 3 of them, in terms of renown, none of them were that well known, instead those that were dining on the lower floor, all of them were many bi
No matter what I had to asked the questions, as it has been bothering me the whole time to see a clear hand mark bruises on her neck. I remember that I have sent the medical team to deal with their injuries, and I know for certain that the VH Cream that were developed that were on the VH-Serum medical treatment line were able to actually healed injuries like this, quite easily and it works fast. So seeing such injuries still stand and rather striking to the eyes that is just bothers me, I see that BJ Kyung who also injured on her arms, right now clearly had no mark at all.“Oh this?…it’s not anyone fault…truly, Sir….actually Doctor Se Jeong and Miss Monica does advice me to treat them…but, the truth is I have something in my mind…”. (BJ AhYoon)“Really?…can I asked what is it?…I mean, what is the plan that you would actually wanted not treat your injuries..”.“Actually…it was like this…Actually…I am not a streamer by choice….as a matter of fact…a lot of us aren’t….it was force on us…w
These ladies are definitely a survivor, if I could say myself. They quickly adapt to their environment and conditions after went through all kind if misfortune that befell on them. BJ AhYoon, as well and Sunny and Kyung said, that after been living like this for far too long they have become rather indifferent to what happened to them, but rather instead of dwelling on the negativity, they had rather found a new motivations for them to live, and that is to be a really successful Streamers and reign on top of the KABJ.Com platform as the top ranker. Since they only knows how to do this work they decided, if you can’t avoid it, better be the best of it.“...Hmm…that is quite impressive actually…but, isn’t it hard?..I mean, don’t get me wrong…I am not one to judge anyone…but realistically speaking…there were countless of streamers out there right?..Millions probably…would you be able to reach that point?..”.“Truthfully…all 3 of us were still unknown and doesn’t have that much fame…but,
The dinner is harmonious, the foods were great and so does the conversations that we had for the 4 of us. Although they were rather gullible for most of the time, on certain area they were quite knowledgeable, especially on the part of how to be an influencers. Thanks to them, I was thought a numbers of way on how to take a good pictures, on top of that finally I were able to update my social media status. When I upload the picture of me and the others on the social media, dining at the restaurant top floor, it got quite a lot response. At one point BJ AhYoon wanted me to post a pictures of both of us on my account, but I refused, hence she posted the picture on her account, which made her account blows up.“Wow..Oppa~..your follower is no joke…not enough commenting on your status..they went onto us…looked for the first time…I got a death threat..just because of one picture..”. (BJ AhYoon)“Death Threat?…isn’t that…a little bit worrisome?..”.“Worrisome?..are you kidding me, Oppa?…of
Unlike what is going on at the balcony where Sunny, Kyung and somehow the waiters that comes in, were enjoying their times. On the table where I and BJ AhYoon were currently speaking, the air between us were rather still, I asked her what does she wanted to say as she were clearly held back from saying what she wants. Though truthfully, I already got the gist of what she wanted from me.“Actually..I need help..I wanted to take my stand…but…as you know..I am in no way to have any capacity to do so…in fact, probably if I were to so much speaks on my platform..I am sure that it would be taken down..like it was nothing…”. (BJ AhYoon)She gauge my expression as she were saying this very carefully. After all, asking for these kind of favour on top of the one that I already did for her and the others, it is honestly asking a bit too much. Even so, I did not say anything nor even facially response to her words, instead I just kept swirling my wine cup and amiably looked at her, simply gesture
“Since you were determined to do this…I will help you, But, there is a conditions attached to it…after all, this thing is not a small matter…this is serious, with all the stuff that you told me just now…this is a big problem, and truthfully the government and the law enforcement were supposed to take care of this…”.“But!…Sir…”. (BJ AhYoon)“I know…with these scales, and were still goes unnoticed…there were definitely someone corrupts in the government that also have their hands on these…So, I hope that you would understand that this kind of things took time…Look, I understand your worries….I already said that I will help…then of course I would…no matter how hard it is…I will do my best…now..would you calmed down and hear my conditions first?..”.To BJ AhYoon, they I respond to her request might sounded that I were a little bit reluctant despite I were saying that would help her. She were quite jumpy right now, thankfully despite that she were able to listened to me and settle down. I
“Since you have the way to contact them..then this would be easy…wait..are all these people are not in cahoots with the company..and are you sure that they wanted to get out of the company?..”.“Yes, I am sure of it…all of the members in this groups wanted out of the company and already had enough of everything…I know all of them personally and we all shared the same thought regarding the company…if we send a massage here…the company will not know of it..and I am sure that all of them just like me wanted to be free…”. (BJ AhYoon)Getting all of the members, all of them hated the same entity, that is certainly bad enough that should be a large sign for anyone with a normal mind to figure out that there is something wrong with the company. According to AhYoon, of the 200 Talents, 63 of them were on the same side as BJ AhYoon, Kyung and Sunny, wanted out of the company and gain freedom. Another 37 streamers were all already become a proud members of the company and even proudly do the ba
In the end, the dinner were lasted until 12 in the midnight, almost the closing time for the restaurant. But thankfully I managed to explained all the plans and have them truly understood by not only BJ AhYoon but also to the both of the carefree soul, BJ Kyung and sunny. Both of them also get involved in the plans, and they too hold the same enthusiasms as BJ AhYoon. The plan was, just for them to as of right now, they will started streaming as normal, from their hotel, naturally everything will be provided by me, but these come back stream will only lightly touched the issues, it was like a teaser for what about to come, and to attract the public interest on the matter.At the same time, I will also provided the entire Purple Horse hotel as the temporary staying place for those that will be saved, on top of that, I will also providing them with their needs for their streaming. The content will naturally be varied but at the same time, all the stream will all have the same attribute
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