LOGINOnce I step out of the inside of the High Court of Justice inside building out to the front plaza, I was greeted with unmeasurable amount of cheers and claps. With the sun was gently shining down on the bright day warming the atmosphere, I walks out slowly, Now wearing my serious notions and attitudes, stride with pride like a king, when I was on the stage walking everyone were standing up, all of my staff and the many foreign dignitaries and all of my fellow citizen that flooded the crowds in the vicinity.
The whole area was specifically build for this occasion, in front of the building a decent stages, platform and benches were made in a span of 2 days, which I have the Resource department arranged just after I was done detaining the bandit back in the Free Nation of Triangle Guild. Despite the short notice from, everything were build in a grand fashions, and it was possible in that short span of time, because after all Aeternum Resource Department have a lot
That night, when the council dispersed and the halls fell silent, Mies walked alone to the balcony overlooking Star City. The skyline shimmered — glass towers rising beside restored marble domes, trains gliding like silver veins through the city’s heart. The streets were alive with lights and laughter.He rested his hands on the railing, letting the night air brush against his face.Far below, the people danced under the glow of electric lamps, their joy reflecting in every window.Behind him, Elijah appeared quietly. She said nothing — just stood beside him, sharing the view. Together, they watched the horizon as the first faint glimmer of dawn began to rise.Mies spoke softly, as though to himself.“Empires fade by the sword,” he said. “But civilizations… they endure through justice.”Elijah smiled, taking his hand. “Then let this be our beginning — not an empire of conquest, but an empire of reason.”The first rays of the new sun spread across Star City, bathing its towers and stre
Behind them, Elijah looked out at the horizon — the banners of Aeternum fluttering against the morning light.“All threats neutralized, sir. Star Region is fully stabilized.”Mies’s gaze softened as he looked out over the city, the people, the sunrise.He had seen war, he had built nations, and he had silenced empires.But at that moment, as the first rays of sunlight brushed across the Star Palace, he understood the price of it all.“Peace,” he murmured, “is not given — it’s built. Brick by brick, choice by choice.”Below them, the citizens cheered, unaware of the silent machinery of order that had secured their safety.The great city gleamed under the dawn — calm, beautiful, unaware of the shadows that had made it so.And thus, Aeternum’s rule over the Star Region was not just born of victory… but maintained by quiet, unseen resolve.***********************The dawn that followed the wedding was unlike any other in Star City’s long, turbulent history.The air was sweet with the smel
That day became known across the continent as “The Day the Bells Never Stopped.”Music filled every corner of Star City. Processions of soldiers, teachers, engineers, and children paraded through the boulevards. Food stalls gave away free meals; dancers performed in the squares; fountains glowed with luminescent lights. For one day, there were no titles, no ranks — only citizens of a new world rejoicing together.Inside the palace, the Coronation Feast began — a grand affair filled with laughter and diplomacy. Foreign leaders toasted Mies and Emilia, the walls echoing with clinking glasses and polished words. But amid the splendor, Mies’ gaze occasionally drifted toward the city below, to the people who celebrated not as subjects, but as equals.Later, as the sun set and the last of the guests departed, the great hall grew quiet.The music softened to a gentle waltz, played only by a handful of musicians who remained. Under the dim amber light, Mies turned to Queen Emilia.“We’ve buil
“History may remember this night not for a wedding… but for the dawn of an empire.”From his balcony, Mies stood quietly, the fireworks bathing him in light. Elijah joined him, wrapping an arm gently around his. She smiled, her voice calm against the echoing booms.“They came to witness a marriage,” she said. “But they’re really witnessing the rise of something greater.”Mies looked over the city, where banners waved and music drifted through the streets. His eyes were steady — not of a man drunk on power, but one who understood it.“No, Elijah,” he said softly. “They’re witnessing order. The world has lived long enough in chaos.”The last of the fireworks burst into a radiant star above the palace — silver and gold entwined — the symbol of Aeternum and Star Region united.******************At dawn, the city awoke to the sound of bells.They rang from every tower, chapel, and clockwork spire across Star City, their tones woven together into a single melody that rolled across the skyl
Outside, as the night deepened, thunder rolled in the distance. A storm gathered over the plains, flashes of lightning illuminating the sky in streaks of white. From the palace balcony, Mies watched it unfold, the wind tugging at his coat.Beside him, Lt. Col. Selie reported,“Forecast says the storm will pass by morning, Sir.”Mies chuckled softly. “Good. Every new dawn deserves to begin clean.”He turned his gaze once more to the city below — streets alive with light, citizens singing in taverns, the promise of a new world humming in every alley.He whispered, almost to himself,“Tomorrow, we seal not a victory of arms… but of hearts. Stability, not conquest — that is the final triumph.”And as lightning flashed one last time, the Star Palace stood unshaken, gleaming in the night — awaiting the dawn of union that would reshape the world forever.****************The morning of the third day dawned bright and trembling with excitement. From the tallest spire of Star Palace, the horiz
“History,” he echoed, “let’s make sure it remembers peace.”Down below, in a softly lit room overlooking the palace gardens, Queen Emilia sat beside her daughter. The young princess stared out the window, her expression a mix of nervousness and wonder.“Mother,” she whispered, “the city looks so beautiful.”“Yes,” the Queen replied gently. “It hasn’t shone like this in years.” She reached over, brushing a lock of silver hair from her daughter’s face. “Tomorrow, you will stand beside the man who rebuilt this land. And when you do, remember—this union is not born from fear, but from hope.”The princess’s eyes shimmered. “Then… peace has truly come?”The Queen smiled faintly. “Yes, my love. Peace has finally arrived.”Outside, the city continued to celebrate deep into the night. The palace bells chimed in unison with the fireworks, a symphony of sound and light that marked the beginning of a new era.From the air, Star City glowed like a constellation—streets lit, plazas alive, the palac







