"To bring an end to this senseless bloodshed and to uphold justice, Aeternum was left with no choice but to intervene. The war was swift, decisive, and necessary. With surgical precision, our military forces dismantled both warring factions, captured those responsible, and liberated the oppressed people of Alemia."In the Aeternum War Room, Vice President Elijah listened, arms folded, her expression unwavering. She had witnessed every piece of this war unfold—but hearing it spoken so clearly, so definitively, solidified the gravity of their actions.Quara took a deep breath before delivering the final words of her broadcast segment."At this moment, Aeternum officially declares that the war in Alemia has ended. Alemia is now under Aeternum governance. The laws of Aeternum will now extend to the entire region, ensuring protection, fairness, and the rebuilding of a nation once ravaged by war. Justice will be served, and those responsible will answer for their crimes. The people of Alemi
"Two weeks ago, under the direct leadership of President Mies Sai, the Aeternum Army launched its final campaign against the Central Region. Our forces advanced with unmatched efficiency, securing strongholds and neutralizing opposition with precision. The decisive battle for Alemia’s Capital City lasted a total of 24 hours."Soldiers listening from the barracks nodded in satisfaction, some even chuckling."Fastest war in history," one mused, lighting a cigarette."By the end of the first day, the Aeternum flag was raised over the Alemia Royal Palace, officially marking the end of the war. Aeternum had won. Alemia had fallen. And with it, the old ways of tyranny, corruption, and oppression had been permanently eradicated."In a quiet alley, a group of former Alemia soldiers, sentenced to manual labor as punishment for their crimes, paused their work, listening.One of them, a former sergeant, sighed, shaking his head."I fought for the wrong side… but I’m grateful I survived to see th
Sergeant Lionel Greaves, once a proud Royal Guard, sat on a wooden crate, his fingers trembling as he gripped a rationed loaf of bread.Across from him, Corporal Darius, a former conscripted soldier, ran a hand down his weary face."It’s over," Lionel whispered."Aeternum could have killed us all," Darius muttered, shaking his head."But they didn’t."The prisoners of war had been spared execution, sentenced instead to rebuilding their city—a fate far kinder than what their own noble lords would have given them.A young Alemia soldier, no older than twenty, wiped at his eyes with his sleeve."I thought… I thought we were all going to die," he confessed, his voice cracking."Aeternum doesn’t execute needlessly," Lionel murmured. "They don’t rule like our nobles did. They actually care about law and order."A heavy silence fell over the men. For the first time, they were grateful to be under Aeternum rule.While Alemia's people wept in relief, Aeternum itself erupted in celebration. Fro
Elsewhere in the palace, Vice President Elijah En Quers made her way toward Queen Romella’s private chambers.Despite everything that had happened, despite Romella's failure as a ruler, there was a time when the two of them had been close friends.Back when Romella first took the throne, she had often sought Elijah’s guidance, eager to learn how to govern effectively.But over time, power had consumed her.Now, as Elijah entered the queen’s chambers, she was met with a surprisingly subdued Romella. Gone was the arrogance, the extravagant dresses, the over-the-top displays of wealth.Instead, the woman before her looked… human.Tired. Defeated. Romella sat by the window, gazing out at the city, where Aeternum banners now flew proudly."I knew you’d come," she murmured without turning around.Elijah crossed her arms. "Did you?"Romella sighed. "You warned me about this. You told me I was walking the wrong path. I just… didn’t listen."For a moment, there was silence.Then, finally, Elij
As the 10Am approaches, people around the world, all of them eagerly waited for the live broadcast of the Surrendered moments, the final hour of Alemia Nation, a nation that deserved to be put down, Live from the Alemia Royal Palace—The Historic Moment Unfolds, with DJ Skelly and Quara Raedrim, will be retelling and commenting everything on the scene."Good morning, Aeternum and Alemia! This is DJ Skelly and Quara Raedrim, reporting live from the Alemia Royal Palace on this momentous occasion. We are standing in the Royal Audience Chamber, now transformed into the official venue where Alemia Nation will formally surrender to Aeternum. The air is charged with anticipation as we bring you the latest updates in real-time!""That’s right, Skelly. Today, history is being made. The war has ended, and now, at exactly 10:00 AM, we prepare to witness the final chapter of this long and arduous conflict. The chamber is filled with distinguished guests—high-ranking officials from Aeternum, esteem
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Royal Sword of Power, the very symbol of the Alemia Monarchy’s rule!"The sword, beautifully crafted and inlaid with gold, had been passed down for generations. It was also the very sword that were handed by President Mies to Queen Romella after the first civil war was over and thus made her at that time the queen of Alemia nation.With both hands, Queen Romella extended the sword to President Mies Sai, lowering her head in a sign of absolute surrender.He took it firmly."And now, the Crown of the Alemia Royal Family. The symbol of rulership for centuries—now being handed over to Aeternum."Slowly, Romella removed her crown, her once-proud head now bared, and placed it before the President. Signify that this is truly the moment where the Von Alemia Family, the Monarch of Alemia Nation reign ended and with this everything is complete.The transfer was complete."With this, the Alemia Nation has ceased to exist. From this moment forward, it shall be k
Alemia’s Dawn Under Aeternum’s Banner started on a new day with calm and serene atmosphere, The war had ended, and with it, Alemia’s dark age had come to a close. For the first time in generations, the Alemia people were no longer bound by fear, oppression, or the chains of war. Now, under Aeternum’s governance, the nation had one goal—reconstruction.The grand undertaking began the morning after the official surrender. The Alemia Royal Palace, once a place of corruption and incompetence, had now become the Aeternum Alemia Regional Administrative Headquarters—the center of operations for the reconstruction effort.From here, President Kaiser Mies Sai, alongside key government officials, military officers, and industry leaders, began organizing the largest rebuilding project in the history of the continent.Among the first and most ambitious projects undertaken was Project Phoenix, a nationwide highway system that would span from the north to the south, linking every major city, town,
A Nation in Motion is what going on with Alemia was no longer the land it once was. The moment Queen Romella signed the surrender documents, Alemia stopped being a failed nation. It was now a region of Aeternum—a land no longer ruled by nobles but governed with precision, order, and progress.The war was over, but the real work had just begun.From the moment the Aeternum banner was raised over the Alemia Royal Palace, the region plunged into an era of transformation. The first and most critical step? Infrastructure.The Roads That Would Bind a Nation, fast track to the new future, this is what everyone believed and what the Ministry of Resource introduce this project to the world."The highways will be the veins of the new Alemia," Minister Andrea of the Resource and Infrastructure Ministry declared. "Through them, we will pump life back into every corner of this land."The words were not just rhetoric. Even before the final battle for the Alemia Capital, Aeternum engineers had alrea
Mrs. Jamey blinked. “Pardon?”The Queen’s proposal was gentle but clear. “Our kingdom—Lirya—is small, yes. But we have abundant cotton, some of the finest silk-spinning traditions in our mountain region, and a rising population of tailors looking for stable work. Nicole’s… would be cherished there.”It wasn’t long before other leaders joined the conversation. Prince Thelric spoke of his nation’s dye-producing forests. A dwarven delegate mentioned an offer to help forge enchanted weaving machines. Everyone wanted to be the first to secure Nicole’s expansion.Mr. Jamey chuckled, both overwhelmed and humbled. “We always thought expansion meant bigger cities in Aeternum. But… I suppose we’ve been looking too closely. Nicole’s could mean something far more if we carry her name into the world.”By the time the sun began to set, the Jameys had exchanged contact crystals with six different representatives. Nicole’s might soon go international.And Nicole’s was just the beginning. Across New C
“It is said that if knowledge was water,” said their guide, a half-elf librarian named Vestra, “then Aeternum’s library is the ocean.”In a grand central chamber, they passed under a dome showing a starmap that changed with real-time sky positions. Every known nation had a section—yes, even the smallest and poorest. Aeternum had made it a point of pride to gather the history of every people in the continent, even those now forgotten by time.“This is… our old crest,” Queen Inariel whispered, her fingertips trembling as she reached toward an illuminated tome. “From three centuries ago… when our land was still one forest, before the wars divided it…”“We thought this was lost,” murmured Thelric as he came upon a scroll written in his kingdom’s ancient language, long dead and unspoken.Their tour grew quiet. There was no mocking here, no pompous declarations of Aeternum’s superiority. Only quiet reverence. A nation this strong, this secure, chose to preserve—not dominate. It guarded the
A knock at the door interrupted the quiet hum.It was Director Kwak Lum, again dressed in his signature dark blue robes, his draconic features smiling as he entered.“Honored guests,” he said, bowing respectfully. “Allow me to welcome you, on behalf of the Aeternum Crown and President Mies Sai. You are the first stars to light the Summit’s sky, and we are honored by your presence.”The gathered leaders rose and bowed in return.“We will ensure your time here is not just comfortable,” Kwak Lum continued, “but fruitful. Tours of the city have been arranged. Economic delegates will arrive within days for pre-summit discussions. And the Four-Leaf’s hot springs are now fully prepared—though I dare say our chefs may be the true stars of the Resort.”Laughter rippled through the room.As Kwak Lum left, Queen Inariel turned to the others. “Let them come in airships. Let them come with fanfare and marching bands. We came with purpose.”“And humility,” Brogath added.“Let’s make sure the world
Ambassador Roland cleared his throat. “Director Kwak… if I may speak freely?”“Always, Ambassador Roland.”He stood, brushing a hand across his waistcoat. “We are humbled. To house our people in such a place… it is more than any of us expected. We… we feared being seen as the weaker voices among the UNA.”Kwak Lum’s smile broadened, his eyes gleaming like starlight. “We do not see you as weak. We see you as family.”The moment lingered in silence, the kind that needs no words. Roland sat down; cheeks slightly flushed but heart a little lighter.Outside, beyond the floor-to-ceiling window, the sprawling city continued its dance of preparation. Massive floral displays were being installed at the roundabout leading to the Summit Plaza. Colorful banners were raised in quick succession, displaying the names of each arriving nation. Already, the delegation from the Dukedom of Angela had arrived in a train of shimmering glass carriages. The Republic of Telvinia’s airship hovered just beyond
“Attention citizens of the Free Nation,” a cheerful voice echoed across cobblestone streets, “this is an international broadcast. In four weeks’, time, the UNA Summit will commence in New City, Aeternum. Thirty-one proud nations will stand together under one flag of progress, cooperation, and shared security. We celebrate an era of peace—an age of unity…”The words echoed like thunder in the council chamber.Outside, people paused to listen. While many among the elite scowled and turned away, others in the lower districts paused, curious. Some even smiled. The promise of unity, safety, and growth was seductive—especially to the common folk, burdened by Triangle Guild’s centuries of unchecked power and exorbitant fees.Kennedy noticed it. “Look at them… even our own people are considering it.”“They’re weak,” Carn muttered. “They don’t understand what’s at stake.”Alphonse’s brow furrowed. “Or maybe they do. Maybe they’re tired of being bled dry by guild taxes and levies. Aeternum gave
In New City, President Kaiser Mies Sai met with his advisors. The room buzzed with discussions about the upcoming summit and the potential threats from dissenting nations.Advisor Elena: "Mr. President, intelligence reports suggest increased propaganda from the Principality. They aim to discredit the summit and our initiatives."President Mies: "We anticipated resistance. Our focus remains on unity and progress. Let their words be drowned by the chorus of cooperation and shared prosperity."The President's resolve was clear. The UNA would not be deterred by the dissent of those clinging to outdated and oppressive ideologies.As the summit drew nearer, the world watched with bated breath. Supporters of the UNA saw it as a beacon of hope and collaboration, while detractors viewed it as a threat to their traditional power structures.In the Principality of Light, the Church intensified its rhetoric, urging its followers to resist the UNA's influence. Yet, whispers of dissent emerged even
The Ministry of Infrastructure has begun preparations to reroute major traffic corridors to accommodate the anticipated diplomatic convoys and foreign delegates. The Ministry of Culture is also curating a week-long cultural exposition to showcase Aeternum’s diversity and progress.President Mies’ spokesperson confirmed that multiple major policy announcements are expected during the summit’s plenary sessions, including topics rumored to include:Official designation of the Aeternum Credit as the UNA’s preferred trade currency. Establishment of the UNA Education Oversight Bureau. Expansion of continental transport infrastructure, and. Strengthened defense cooperation under UNA guidelinesNo foreign media has yet been granted interview access to the President ahead of the summit, but sources within the Black House suggest the upcoming event is being viewed as “a generational turning point.”"The world is watching. The people are ready. And in five weeks’ time, New City will become more
Aeternum would continue to offer education, security, and infrastructure assistance—but always in a way that ensured we maintained our lead.We would teach them how to build schools, but we would own the publishing rights to the most advanced textbooks. We would help them create local militias, but they would still call for Aeternum troops when true threats loomed.We would help them modernize, industrialize, prosper—but they would know, always know, that Aeternum had already blazed the trail further ahead. I didn’t want vassals. I wanted allies who could never quite catch up—because they didn’t need to. They needed us to lead.I rose from my chair and walked toward the window. New City stretched into the horizon, its shining towers and clean streets proof of what discipline and vision could achieve.If left alone, the world would fall back into darkness. If left to their own devices, these medieval kings and nobles would tear each other apart again. The future needed guardians. The U
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