“How do I say this….which do you want to hear?..the short story or the long and detailed story?…”.
Sipping my coffee, I looked straight at Hwa Young at this point of our relationship. I think I was appropriate for Hwa Young to really know a little bit about me, have her take looked and glimpse into my life and history. After all we both were in a relationship, and honestly I myself know the importance of honesty in relationship, I rather she heard everything from me than hearing it the first time from another person mouth. By then if she knows about me and the things that I’ve done, who knows this calming and loving atmosphere between us might disperse into nothing and left me, regrets.
“...Which ever Oppa felt comfortable, telling me…I just wanted to listen..”. (Hwa Young)
Hwa Young herself knew that the story will be deep, as to where it’s leads and it’s co
Across the city, ministers buzzed. Minister Rafaela paced her lab, her mind skipping possibilities: logistics? education? medical policy? Andrea shifted her resources team into overdrive. Bina, Mina, even Elijah—each sensed the moment was far bigger than a cabinet reshuffle.Back in my office, I pressed my palms flat across the woodgrain. I sensed their energy. Elation waiting to bloom.“Elijah,” I said softly, “They must feel that this meeting is important, not ominous.”She nodded. “We’ve done that. Your call invited them—no cryptic warning. They expect significance.”“Perfect,” I sighed with relief. “Because today, we begin a new era.”As the afternoon shadows lengthened, the Central Cabinet Hall filled. Governors and ministers took their places around the great oval table—Queen Emiliana’s Cloisters, glass domes reaching for the sky above. The slight flutter of silk, murmur of anticipation.When Zanessia and Aqeesha arrived, their presence added a solemn flourish to the room. Refug
“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