3092 Anno Domini, or 1181 Anno Revitae. Thirty-three years have already passed since the last Great War that ravaged the three planets.



A great winged serpent with the feathers of a raven flew into a cave. As she descended, the snake transforms into a slender, beauteous lady who retained her raven-like wings and snake-like scales. A few young-looking men soon gathered themselves before the lady whom they adore so much.

The men knelt before the lady. "Mistress Rhelsha!"

"Ohh, my good boys..." the serpentine lady, Rhelsha, greeted them with a smirk. "And now, let's proceed..."

"It has been a long time of peace, no blood, no war and no pain..." Rhelsha said in a dark yet feminine tone. "But this moment of peace is nothing but an illusion, an illusion which is falling apart and dying. Tensions are on the rise. And we have to break this peace anyways for our dreams -- sooner or later. There is much left for us to do. We have to pay and sacrifice for the greatest good of all."

"It has already been thirty years, mistress." a green ghost spoke in a rather dead tone, "Yet the invasion have not been launched."
"I know, it's been bugging me, Deowrig. The old system is heading to its demise, and I want to rebuild the world my way. But we have to wait. A small leak will sink a great ship."
"Oh, right."

"Anzai-chan." Rhelsha then turned to face a muscular man sporting his prideful katana.
"Hai, mistress!" Anzai saluted devotedly, kneeling before Rhelsha.
"How's the preparations going? And how's your work in Taiwan?"
"All is well and ready, mistress! Tell me, and I will be ready to spread your divine love far and wide!"

"Is it finally time, mistress? The faster our new world comes, the better, don't you think?" a youthful looking boy asked.

"Ahh, my little Tsih-Wah." She shot an affectionate gaze at the boy and grinned. He has been one of the earliest followers, and perhaps the most devoted servant of hers since a long time ago.
"Y-yes... mistress?" a blushing Tsih-wah leaned closer to her.

"You have been a very good servant for more than a thousand years ago. I know, you are very eager. But we just have to wait a little longer, my little cutie. Just a little longer... You have already went through a thousand years living under the Dragonbitch's reign, you only have to wait a little longer and we shall be free. Patience, my boy..."

"Y-yes... mistress..."
"Great, we should watch the situation first. Until the time comes, we will lay rest and lurk in the shadows."




A majestic lady was walking with a smaller man in the park. The majestic lady was none other than Yong Theresia -- the Empress of Taiwan, and the smaller man is Loh Franz, her emperor consort. They slowly trekked along the path, taking a rest while looking at the lush greeneries and colorful flowers. But even with the immense beauty of the park, Yong Theresia wasn't feeling too well.

The Empress wasn't too happy since the last war ended in disaster.

"Well, well... it has been many years since these bandits kicked us out and snatched the mainland..." she sighed, "My beloved subjects are suffering under their tyranny, and most of my beautiful lands are snatched away from my rightful hands..."

"Don't worry so much, milady." Franz spoke in a soft, comforting tone, "One day, we shall reclaim what is rightfully ours."

"I don't really know, Franz." she sighed while tilting upwards staring at the skies, "We are getting weaker and weaker as time flew by. Those Revital bandits are only going to get stronger. Most of our friends have fallen, Egilian and Griffegus are already no more. Pherith is busy with its own shit. And the evil Entente is not to be trusted, they were the ones that fucked up everything in the first place. We are truly alone and desolate in this world now."

"You know what bothers me a lot, my little Franz? The Nanyangese and their Lenggong Dynasty. Berthold has been bossing us around since the Reich began. Well, even with most of their lands gone, now they are still bossing us Taiwanese around, acting like they are the only heroes or something."

"Not only that, Franz. Since ancient times, we Taiwanese have been the rightful rulers and heirs of the Holy Huaxian Reich." Theresia spoke proudly with glory shining in her eyes. But she then quickly swifted to a resentful tone. "But then, one day, this evil dude suddenly showd up and messed everything up! Shattering our Holy Huaxian Reich, only to claim all the glory for himself when the Nanyangese later unite we Whampoans under their goddamned banner. Look, the flag of Whampoa now is just a lame recolor of their Nanyangese flag. They merely and lazily changed their orange into red. What a fucking sloth and snob indeed."

"But then... their flag looks quite nice to be honest... And I don't really feel like challenging that Lenggong dude... even if we Taiwanese are suffering under the Nanyangese. He did help us a great deal, too. And he redeemed his wrong by uniting all of Whampoa into one again. I am a lady with morals and standards, as any good Taiwanese ladies are. But it is really hard for me, the rightful ruler of a great empire, to be bossed around by this evil dude..."

Franz patted her shoulders and consoled, "Oww... don't be so angry and sad, milady. At least we are still alive and well here! Your faithful mate is right here, going with you for a walk. Taiwan and Lemuria are still safe and happy in our hands. And we still hold more lands than those Nanyangese monkeys!"

Yong Theresia cracked a bright smile and patted his head as Franz spoke.
"Oh yeah indeed. You have been always a good boy. Hah, I still hold more lands than that Lenggong dude! He can't boss me around that much anymore..."

"And one day, even if I might not live to see it, we Taiwanese shall reclaim the mainland and our rightful place as the head of Whampoa!"




*Revital Whampoa, with its magnificent citadels and walls. The Revitals have been rising in power since the Putsch that overthrew the short-lived republic.*
*Behind the marching troops and war machines, Tschow Konrad -- the mighty Kaiser of the new Reich -- was having a secret talk with some of his closest associates*

Tschow Konrad : "Alright. Whampoa cannot stand still as a target practice waiting to be shot. We have to do something."
Tschow Konrad : "I already have my eyes on the rich lands of Goetsu... The next step of our glorious revival, shall be the return of Goetland to our glorious Whampoan fatherland!"

*Konrad glanced at the green ghost, Deowrig*
Tschow Konrad : "Homie Deowrig. I want you to seek the Goetian elites and try to fuck up their minds. At the very least, we need to secure the southern borderlands of Goetsu, where many of our compatriots live. Do you have any question?"

Deowrig : "No, homie Kaiser. I am glad to carry out this task of yours..."

(To Be Continued)

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"Excuse me" a man said with a clear finnish accent "Can I see your ID please?"

"Omg... you really are unknown, are you?" a woman laughed

"Oh shut up" Juan Guevara said taking out his id "it was really a bad idea to travel with you, Helen"

"Oh excuse me mister ´´I can't pay a plane´´ I though you needed help!" Helen Roy replayed amused

"You know... he's just trying to save as much money as he can... a bit too much maybe..." Adalicia Pelletier added

"All is in order. you can come in" the man in the entrance said

The three figures entered the room. The door closed behind them

"You're late" John Lee said with a dry thone

"Well your secury is as slow as ever. Why do we even care? for all we know, the Whampoa doesn't care about us and Japan is too busy with Kotyo!" Juan Guevara complained "and if they cared, magic would be enough to keep them out..."

"But als enough to allow them to come in" A figure entered the room without opening the door. It was the man that asked for his id. He then swiftly transformed into Aku Eskola, prime minister of Finland

"I was wondering where you were..." Petro Colombo snuffed "shoud had guessed"

"Indeed" Tommas Watson said "Since we are all here, let's talk the matter at hand"

"Hold on" Helen intervened "Were is the council?"

Petro snuffed harder

"don't talk about them when he is here" Adalicia pointed out "You should have informed yourself better before coming to your first meeting..."

Helen looked at her disgusted but said nothing

"So, what's the matter at hand? I have a country to run you know?" Juan said impacient

"Juan my boy, I have an army to lead. I shouldn't even be here" Petro replayed

"Let's just get this over with before anyone starts arguing and talks break. It's about Germania and Africa" John lee informed

The room silenced for a second. Then...

"Germania can go to hell for all I care! your stupid treaty stops me from keeping any gains I make in the north, and making gains in the south has proven to be a nightmare!" Petro scuffed angry

"That's precisely the point" Adalicia interrupted him before he got out of hand "Germania broke the treaty just 3 days ago"

"Why wasn't I informed this? Explain, now" Petro said

"a small german retinue crossed French border. While they quickly returned upon being spotted, we managed to get a clear shot and send the case to germania. They have not replayed yet" Adalicia said "Since this happened in French land, there was no need to tell an Italian general, right?"

Petro simply growled

"What this would mean according to the secret act France and England made long ago is one thing: war" Aku Eskola added coldly "So that's it? you came here to call us to war?"

"Not exactly" Tommas Watson said "we don't have much intel of Germania, we don't know about their troops or magic capabilities and we don't have the means to enter a full scale war. That's were Africa enters" he makes a puase and continues "Recently there has been increasing unrest in Whampoan Africa. While they do the best they can to hide this fact, it has still reached our agents in the area. Several groups are fighting and looking for support to break free from Whampoan influence and control."

"So what you mean is that we should support this groups? what if Germania discovers it? do you really think they would just say ´´yeah sure! go for it´´?" Guevara added scornful

"A genuine concern. However that's were spain comes in" Adalicia added "It's no secret that there have been talks to make Spain join the new west. While their current economy doesn't really benefit us, we reached an agreement. The King of Spain would provide support to this groups in exchange of economic help, and the promise of liberal reforms in the country. Spain having the direct control of Morocco helps to ship support without having to make huge derailment"

"But what about our support to the Catalan independency group? we even have a sizeable Catalan minority in all the members of the alliance" Helen argued

"Not to mention the Catalan make pressure to southern Italy from Sardinia, thanks to our support. We can't drop that..." Petro added

"We'll support both sides" John Lee said

"It's not beyond our capabilities, we will simply split support" Tommas Watson added

"Would that not make it appear as if we are not really united?" Aku intrigued

"It surely would" Guevara added "I guess that's why we shall keep it secret"

"I don't really care about any of this. I just have one question. Can I invade Germania?" Petro said

"No" Adalicia, Tommas and John said

"Well then... nothing more for me here" Petro said standing up and leaving the room

"He already teleported way..." aku said holding Guevara's shoulder to stop him from going after him "Well... let's just vote without him. After all the council has already supported us."

"I just have one question. Who is going to pay for the shipments?" Guevara asked

"We'll have to pay ourselves. It should move the economy at least..." Heled guessed

"Right you are" Tommas added

"Fine... let's get this over with...



"Well, it all turned out good in the end" Helen said

"Good? we have to deal with the mud that is central north america, waste resources and lives to keep it under control, and know we are just going to have to divert resources to Africa, but it's just ´´good´´?" Guevara said pissed

"From how I see it that should only benefict us" Helen said

"you are too optimistic... I guess your country is doing well..." Guevara complained

"Oh come on... it will be fine" Helen added

"I am just disappointed... all this travel and wasted time for nothing... this banquet tastes like disappointness..." Guevara added

"Don't take your anger out on the food, young boy" John lee said coming from the side "You have to learn to taste"

"I taste alright?" Guevara snuffed

*a day later, Tschow Konrad held a meeting with his close circle again*

Tschow Konrad : "We have few friends but many foes surrounding us, waiting to crush our Revival. Raising some homies and comrades in American soil would not make much of a difference. The feudal warlords are eager to take back our lands and enslave us again. The capitalist bankers want to suck all our wealth and prosperity like the parasites they are. Triads are also all over the place, too."

Deowrig : "But I think we have found not just one, but two allies for us."
Sithou Ahmad : "Who are they, if I may ask?"

Deowrig : "They are from different planets, if you don't mind. One is the Aranor Confederacy, from Vestroya; and the other is the Empire of Harkyiu, from Alastorn."

Deowrig : "The Aranor Confederacy holds many ideals very alike to our own. Their nation of Aranor has been great friends with our Whampoan nation since ages ago. Whampoa and the two Aranorian countries fought alongside one another during the last war. And their recent revolution is very much alike our Revival, rising up against feudal warlords and petty democrats. They too, seek to expand and fight those Ignorants as we do."

Deowrig : "The Empire of Harkyiu is a dominion of the Triads as we know, but we have no choice but to strike a deal with them. They need us for their conquest, and we need them for the chaos feeding our Revival. Harkyiu might not share our dreams, but it's a good, strong partner for they share many of our foes. And we are strong enough to resist any attempts of theirs to overthrow our Revival."

Deowrig : "And best of all, both are powerful nations, powerful enough to challenge our foes but not too powerful to challenge ourselves. With their help, we will finally get rid of the warlords and banksters -- and unite all of Whampoa under the banners of Revivalism. Who knows, maybe with their help, we shall spread the winds of change and revival all over the world!"

Tschow Konrad : *smiled* "Very great!"
*after a brief check, Tschow Konrad grinned even happier*
Tschow Konrad : "Send ambassadors to the Aranor Confederacy and the Empire of Harkyiu. Whampoa -- the new Whampoa of Revivalism -- would like to establish long-lasting friendships with these two nations."



@BirdOfParadise
*a team of ambassadors and soldiers were sent to pay a visit to the Aranor Confederation*

Messenger : "Greetings, Aranorians. We are ambassadors hailing from the new Whampoa, the new Whampoan Reich of Revivalism. We are here seeking to establish long-lasting relations with your nation."



@Paillan
Somewhere in the occupied United States of America, the American Revival Society was founded. It was a seemingly innocuous society, but something's not quite right.

Not long after that, street walls began to get defaced with weird murals and graffitis, most of them being blue circles each with a yellow sun of twelve rays inside. A few peaceful rallies against "capitalism" and "globalism" arose within American soil as well.

It has been five months since the Confederacy was cemented. The nation of Griffegus have been regrouping its three skyfleets from three different theatres in response for homeland defense. Meanwhile, talks about the Grypthon Rehabilitation have been going well, with the establishment of more Alphanite mines, the nation plans on forming a new Skyfleet with a new class of skyship to be introduced.

On the other side, Raegalia have recently conquered Karastus on the north. Decisively crushing its armed forces and raising the Raegalian flag in their capital. Although the 7th Raegalian Frontier and the 4th Raegalian Skyfleet will face oppositions of foreign occupation, Karastus will become one more region in the Confederation's territory.

In the Academy of Arms, Cortez the Raegalian capital.

"Gentlemen, ladies, Raegalians and Griffegus. I welcome you all in this banquet of celebration for our first joint victory against Karastus of the north. This here and furthermore shall mark our advent of greater might, in the name of the cause we call our nation. Enjoy now, and a good evening. Long live, Aranor, and to the Confederacy." The Raegalian speaker ends his speech. Afterwards, many of those that have attended enjoyed the banquet, having a traditional accent. Most of them are military officers, soldiers that have distinguished themselves in the battlefield, and of course, the higher-up commanders and generals themselves.

"Well met, oh lady of her lands, Miss Ygyslov, the beautiful dreadnought of Griffegus might." Said a Raegalian officer, kissing the ring within the hands of the young Griffegus Prime Minister Lorelaine Ygyslov.
"Why thank you, umm-"
"Sir Charles Hyrnacus of the Raegalian Forces, 1st Division Commodore of the 7th Frontier, pardon my impoliteness of introduction, my lady." He said.
"I guess you Raegalian gentlemen have more manners than arrogance. Sir Charles, a glass of your victory over foreign lands." The soft but strong words of the Prime Minister.
"My thanks, Miss Ygyslov." The officer replied.
"Tell me sir Charles, where is your marshal in command? I see he has not attended this honorary celebration." She questioned.
"My apologies for his absence. Grand Marshal Constantinoah is currently on our former homeland, attending some, issues of resources. However, in matters of today's affairs you may speak to me milady." The man answered.
"Oh that's nice, excuse me sir Charles, I shall take my leave for the moment." The Prime Minister went out of the Academy, outside breathing fresh air.

A sigh went out of Lorelaine's mouth. "All these properly mannered words and etiquitte, so boring. I wish I could see him... oohhh why?!" She ranted to herself.
An agent came to her bringing urgent news. "Prime Minister, we received a call from the ambassadorial sector." He said.
"Eh uhm *cough* *ahem* --Ambassadors? Who are they?" She questioned.
"The Whampoan Reich, maam."
Seemingly got her attention, the Griffegus Prime Minister called for the rest of the Union's delegates and invited a Raegalian representative enroute for the embassy.

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--There was a dream, a boy and a girl shared this dream. Their dream of which was born from the thoughts of liberty, and the folly it produced. The dream of which one day, a world is conquered under two flags--
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-- Imperial Palace, Tokyo, Japan

The empire's prosperity has been long-lived since it's restoration, after the catastrophe that broke Japan into pieces. As the sun slowly rise up from the horizon, beautiful cherry blossoms began to bloom from the ray of light by the sun. Birds were chirping from the trees as the flocks of them flew away into the vast sky. The beauty of its environment were maintained by the wilderness and the society despite of the catastrophe that nearly engulfed every environment and animals into ashes.

The sunlight finally reached the Imperial Palace as the ray of light managed to brighten up the dark room through an uncovered window. Within the room, a young beautiful lady is peacefully sleeping in her soft bed. As the bird's chirping were heard outside, she woke up, slowly rising up from her sleep. Looking at the window, a small bird landed on her window, making her smile but unfortunately the bird left before she got the time to interact with. Approaching to the window, stumble herself in the beautiful view of the environment as the plants were colored in deep green and various colors, the cleanliness and the reflection of the river, and the sound of the peaceful nature. She wanted to keep looking at this gorgeous view until this happened...

"Princess!" shouted a old-yet-feminine voice, "The emperor has called you for your royal breakfast!"

Groaned from the response, she quickly stood up, preparing her clothing and hair before rushing out of the room.
"Yes! Yes! I'm coming!", she said in a stern tone, annoyed from a sudden "wake-up call".

Arriving in the dining room, where she was called to, she sees her father reading his newspaper and her big brother, currently being a lazy sloth around doing nothing.

"Hey what took you so long? Smooching at your lovey-dovey on phone again?" her brother teased.

"N-No I'm not!" she shouted as her face were turning red, "In fact, why are all of you already awake so early?"

"Don't ask me, ask dad for it."

The father dropped his newspaper on the table, crossing his arms while responding to her daughter's question.
"It's always important to wake up early to prepare yourself for your job, for me atleast. Beside, it's also to teach you to become an 'early waker'."

"But why would I be if I'm literally being treated like a princess here? Do I really have to get a job even if people treated me like royalty?" she groaned, the fact that people will still treating her with respect and wealth so much that she doesn't really have to get a job for profit.

"Not saying that you should get a job." her father clarified, "But my point is to get yourself a friend. You're being alone so lately."

Hearing from this statement made her pale, as frozen as ice, and her brother is trying his best not to laugh so hard from this, beating the table multiple times from his dying laughter.

"I-I-I'M NOT A LONER!" she shouted in anger, "I still have friends!"

"And who would that be?"

"It would be uh..." she sweatdropped, after realizing she hasn't been around with anyone for this long.

"Uh-oh!" his brother playfully teased, "Someone forgot how to make a friend~!"

"SHUT UP!" she snapped, giving a hard slap right into her brother's face.

"Ayashi, please.." her father ordered.

"He started it!" she fought back, attempting to make her action justified.

Ayashi, the daughter of the Emperor of Japan, Kashimotto. She was indeed a beautiful lady with a gorgeous slender body and a long black silky hair. Even for its appearance, she's also quite hot-headed and rude kind of person. She is easily be angered by the constant teases, mocks, and criticising her about her doings. Even if she's quite a hostile lady, she's also a loving kind of person on the inside, only to be revealed by someone who she can be with. And yes, she's also a loner because she tends to keep studying on the certain subject she loves.

Before things get worsen for the royal family, a man in a black suit arrived into the scene, carrying a folder full of papers.
"Your majesty..." the man formally called, "There's been alot of papers arriving this lately and it's in the need of signature of yours."

"Very well then.." Ayashi's father responded as he stood up from his seat, preparing his leave, "Ayashi and Tamashi, please stop this nonesense.."

"How can she stop if she's keep hitting me?!" Tamashi argued.

"Don't try to pass your blame on me! You're the one who started it after all!" Ayashi argued as well, resulting a flame war between the two.

Tamashi, son and the oldest child of the Emperor of Japan, Kashimotto. He's a handsome-looking man with a smooth haircut and a healthy body, probably becoming the most attractive towards females. In public, he's a hardworking man and a energetic one. But on private however, he's a lazy sloth and a joker, always teasing his little sister for his amusement.

After a long battle of arguments between one another, Ayashi went into a garden to relax and calm down after her brother's teases and annoyance. She sat down beside a pond, seeing her face through the reflection. Being reminded by her father's statement about her being alone, she felt a little depressed, looking down as she's hugging her legs, muttering about herself.

"He's right... Maybe I'm being alone for too much.."

Somewhere in the Amazonas forest

The landscape is quiet, we could hear the typical animal sounds and how they interact with the nature, nearby a cave a little hare walks sniffing the air looking for food, he’s too busy doing hare’s stuff that didn’t see the two red lights moving in the shadows of the cave. The poor little hare didn't see what came next, in matter of seconds the red lights jump from the cave revealing a blood thirst monster that capture the little hare with her fangs, his life have just extinguish in a second and his little soul returned to the hare’s heaven to rest until his reborn.

“Hmmm...I love eat fresh meet in the morning but the hare was to little, i’m still hungry” pouting the monster stand up from the spot were she capture, kill, and eat the whole hare, and start walking looking for water.

“I need to clean myself and drink some water” hearing all the noises of the forest, the monster goes to one of the branch of the Amazonas river.



“Welp, now i’m clean and my stomach is full of food an water, i need to go to a human city to find some clothes, this bathlab is starting to annoy me and i’m feeling cold, that mens of the lab didn’t want to give some cute clothes like the witches that taught me the elemental spells, but i really want the shoes with pompoms that have tinkerbell in that human child old book hidden in the library of the lab” with this new thought in mind the monster adjust her ears and sniff the air searching for the most nearby town of humans.

“Goodness i have this ears and nose or i’ll be lost for decades in this forest” adjusting the bathlab and walking in the direction of old human tracks the monster follows a path at the limits of what once was brazil and now is part of the new west.

@Kuchenlein

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Meanwhile in a plane flying over the atlantic

"It really was a long trip!" Guevara jawns "I'll be happy once it's over"

"It's high time you put some money into making a portal you know?" Helen replayed

"Yeah sure... because portals are so cheap... maybe there will be a portal in 15 years..." Guevara complained

"oh my you are incorregible..." Helen laughted

Many hours later, in the international airport of Rio de Janeiro...

"Well, here we are. You made me do this huge derailment. Couldn't you just land in Mexico DF?" Helen complained

"No can do, I have some matters to attend in Brasil and..." Guevara got interrupted by a phone call "hold on... gotta take this... Yes? what? protests? really? but why now? don't know? Helen? she is with me here why you..." Guevara takes the phone of his ear and gives it to Helen "He wants to speak with you?"

"Who?" Helen intrigued picking the phone

Guevara didn't answer. He just pointed at the phone. Helen put the phone in her ear

"PRIME MINISTER! WHY IS IT IMPOSSIBLE TO COMMUNICATE WITH YOU!" A man shouted

"Ahh... marshal Hughes... I am sorry, we just arrived in the Brasilian airport, I don't really have good reception here..." Helen lied

"...Whatever" Hughes replayed "I called president guevara because it also concerns him. There have been multiple protests in the occupied zones. The police has also reported weird graffiti appearing in several towns. They are still trying to figure out what it all means. While the situation has been pacific for now, the situation is tense. We need both of you in Washington. It's that time" he finised

"... time to make an official joint visiting of the mayor occupied setlements you mean?" Helen sighted

"Indeed" Hughes said "I know it's rush and that both your agendas are tight. But you must appear in Washinton to calm the people even if it's just for a day, then we can plan a tour"

"I see. Have you spoke with the pairlament?" Helen asked

"They are actually the ones that reached this conclusion after my report last hour. Some canadian politician really value any approval they can gain in occupied soil" he scuffed

"What about you?" Helen asked Guevara

"I don't need the pairlament to give me permission for anything. Although since I was supposed to be visiting some Brasilian communities I suppose that Brasilian representatives will be quite pissed off" Guevara sighted "But there is no choice in the matter, if what made my country exist to begin with is moving once more, I'll tag along. Secretary, inform the representatives of Brasil first and then the rest"

"Sí señor" the secretary replayed "but you don't have a plane ticket to washington"

"No problem, I'll buy from someone. There's always people in the airport who can't take their plane. I will arrive a bit after you though if that's okay, Helen" Guevara said

"That's actually good, that way I can organize a proper ´´welcome´´. After all, officialy, we haven't meet in almost a year" Helen giggled

"Well, that sorts it out. See you in a few hours" Guevara said moving off to the main lobby of the airport followed by her secretary and 2 security guys dressed in casual clothes.

"Sure!" Helen added, going back to the plane.

-- Supreme Court, Tokyo, Japan

In the office, a slightly-fat man, wearing a black suit with a stoic look, sitting on his on seat, writing and compiling his files placed on his desk. He doesn't seems to be tired nor bored from his work as he's doing his paperwork without showing any sign of emotions. After the papers were fully signed, he sighed as he leaned back in his seat, looking at the ceiling.

While taking a rest from his paperwork, he received a call from one of his officers, implying that the emperor is arriving into the court. From that, he stood up as he grabbed his files before leaving from his office. Outside, he's been greeted by many officers, giving them a handshake before arriving into the room, where the emperor would be met.

That man is Atto, the prime minister of the Second Empire of Japan. He's been one of the most respected man by many people, known for his workmanship and his patriotism for the empire. He's also a workaholic kind of person, taking priority on his works first before a social conversation with other people. He has been appointed by the emperor for his merit, possibly making him one of the best leader ever appointed in Japan.

The door entranced finally opened, revealing the emperor entering the room. Many people, including Atto, bowed their head towards the emperor as a sign of respect. The emperor approaches to Atto, exchange in handshake before Atto guide him around the building.

"It is such a honor to meet you, your majesty." Atto formally complimented.

"Indeed it is, prime minister Atto." the emperor said, "After all, your work should be praised enough for the future of our people and the empire."

Reaching the hallway, where the beautiful painting portraits, revealing the portraits of many Emperors of Japan, were hanged from the wall and multiple large flowerpots with a beautiful-looking plants were placed around the every corners of the hallway, being watered down by the employees. Both Atto and the emperor discussed each other about the current situation of the empire: social, industry, military, and economics, while walking throughout the hallway.

They continued their conversation until the emperor had something in mind, prompting him to stop in the middle of the hallway as the prime minister also stopped, kindly questioning the emperor.

"Is there something in mind you have, your majesty?"

"It's about the people" he said, "Our empire didn't really controlled much of the mainland. It worries me that the foreigners, who occupied other parts of our mainland, would discriminate our people outside our territory, either being treated unfairly by the society for the atrocities that our former emperors had done." he explained, referring the discrimination of Koreans and the other atrocities done in WWII.

The prime minister understood him as the emperor is approaching to the window, looking at the majestic city brighten by the ray of light. He suddenly get something in mind as he's grabbing one of the papers in his files.

"Fret not, your majesty." he told, "There's has been multiple movements occurring in both two nations about the rising nationalism of our people"

"Is that so, prime minister?" the emperor questioned, with his eyebrow raised in concern.

"Indeed, your majesty." he confirmed, giving his paper to the emperor as he read it, giving him a slight smile.

"So it seems that we underestimated ourselves. We really are heading into the right direction, right path for our people and the empire.."

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@Kuchenlein

-- Southern parts of Mainland Japan, Royalist Whampoa

Numerous movements had occurred throughout the cities of every provinces, involving a massive non-violent protests against the Whampoan authorities carrying signs and graffiti through every corners of the street, with its goal for independence from the Whampoan's occupation.

"Bring back the rising sun!"
"Return the traditions and culture of Japan!"
"Reclaim the former Japan!"

These were all it said on every signs as the people shouted and screamed towards the Whampoan's local government to receive independence and restore Japan from their power. Multiple speeches by the protesters has been massively praised by the people, who supported the opposition against the Royal Whampoa's occupation over Southern Japan.

However, this large movements did not only occurred in Southern Japan...

-- Northern parts of Mainland Japan, Koryo

Every provinces received a massive protests in every streets but however there's something different about it to the other movements in the south. There has been a few incidents involving the burning of the Koryo flags, racial discrimination towards the Koreans, and replacement of the Koryo's flag with the flag of Second Empire of Japan in every flag poles. Although how violent the protests is, it never reach to its point by destruction of properties and hostile attacks towards the Koryo's local authorities.

Similar to the protests from the south, they demanded their independence from the Koryo's occupation and power, holding their signs up that is about Anti-Koryo movements. Anti-Koryo protesters were thrilled and praising the speeches of the Anti-Koryo celebrity, helping to fight against them for the former glory of True Japan.

This movements has been spread throughout the urban areas and later the rural ones, reaching itself to the local news reports about the massive Anti-Koryo movements occurring in every cities.

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@Paillan

These Anti-Koryo and Anti-Whampoa movements has been numerously reported in every parts of Mainland Japan, making the most heated protests in the world. As how big this is, it has been reached into the Western news reports and social media. Many people of the New West and other parts of countries raised concern about this movement as many journalists would likely to ask their government about their opinions and concerns about these movements.

The bigger it gets, the bigger the activities is. Many shady pro-Japanese organizations took this opportunity to spread Pro-Japanese, Anti-Koryo, and Anti-Revitalist propaganda throughout the New West and social media, though there's other organization who's against the movements and praise the Koryo and the Revitalist instead.

@Trackten

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a few hours later, in occupied Washington DC... in the building that used to be the US Congress...

"Prepare a commitee for the arrival of president Guevara, call all the mainsteam media, organize a stage in the front of the white house memorial, close the round between here and the memorial" Helen ordered around

"Yes M'lady"Several man and woman ran around following orders and making calls

"Sir I implore you... even if it's you, you can't access the office with a sword..."a voice could be heard outside

"Come on son, it is needed in the whole of the ceremony!"Hughes replied

"And let marshall Hughes have it his way..."Helen sighted

A man noded and opened the door, pointing at the marshall to come in

"Ah Helen my girl! It's been a while!"Hughes said bowing "bonjour"

"stop that you dummy... "Helen replied "Better come with me, you will join the committee to the air port and receive him directly"

"Sure, Guevara boy needs his firm shacking!" Hughes laughed amused

Almost an hour later...

"This is kasey for Quebec news reporting directly from the international airport of Washington DC, were the president of ULAS, Juan Guevara is expected to arrive shortly! Just a few minutes ago a convoy of black vans and a car arrived. From it the great general Hughes stepped out, to directly receive the important guest! That was Kasey for Quebec news, we shall report you as soon as we see movement!" a news reporter informs.
Several hundred people have gathered in the airport behind papal fences that were installed in the go, awaiting for the important guest. There was a strong police and military overlook of the whole operation. Then...

"And there they come fokes! Terri for fox news, just now General hughes and Juan Guevara have commed out of the airport, and they are walking towards the car convoy as they speak. Saddly we cannot hear what they say, but maybe we can get closer to make a quick interview!" Several reporters rush in to try and ask question to the figures. The police tries to keep them as distant as possible

"Excuse me, president Guevara! Xanj Lo here for the daily Burma! what's your stand on the recent protests concerning koyrean occupation of Japan?"

"While peacefull protest are always positive and desired, we can't ignore the fact that Japan is split between two authoritarian regimes. I can only hope that tensions don't increase from this events" Guevara answered

"General Hughes a word for fox news! your presence in the region has been highly critized by US liberation activists. What do you have to say against this people?"

"I shall remind them once more of why it came to us occupying them. This war was started by US steel and ended with democratic miracle" hughes simply replayed

WIP

The afternoon light came at its brightest on the wastelands of Erecellia, the former homeland of the Raegalian ancestry. The cataclysm devastated the island, as such caused by the great eruption of the island's supervolcano, Mount Egilian. The destruction was only capable of sparing the harbor of one of its largest cities right at the edge of the island. The rest was buried in ash, and later centuries of abandonment, the island became part of the large desert in Elias that was also an effect of the cataclysm.

Now, for more than five centuries the Egilian descendants, the Raegalians, have returned to explore and rehabilitate their ancestor's homeland. With modern technology, their aim is to mine the precious deposits that have accumulated in the base of the extinct supervolcano. Under the jurisdictions of the Raegalian Special Divisions, and personally by the nation's Prime Minister himself.

On the entrance of the city of Victoria, an old relic city where ruins of structures and skyscrappers buried in sand. He looked up to the rising mound, the ground so yellow and bright through the screens of the afternoon sun. Dusts everywhere so visible in the arid heat. One can imagine the desert music of flutes and guitars right in this dry land where water of the far ocean is barely visible.

"Sir! We ain't here for sightseeing, if I remind ya!" A sudden call from one of the Raegalian soldiers, riding in a behemoth-like tank overcoming through the sands and deserted roads.

"Aye aye, coming right up lads!" The reply of a man, seemingly at his late twenty's. His hair was fair black, has average light brown-colored skin, and his eyes glowed in emerald green. He rushed striding on the sands and jumped up to the tank.

"Was it necessary to send up this bloody Vanguard right through this shithole of sands sir?" A fellow soldier came to speak his mind.

"Pretty much commodore." The guy, seemingly a superior officer, said sarcastically, followed by a brief cough. "Well uh, I guess it was necessary. You know, makes Raegalian might more intimidating in this lands. Besides, I'd like to see these babes wade through these sands." He added humorously.

"Hah! Sir, you should see Johnson add sand to his coffee whaahaahaa!" The bunch laughed loudly as the tank reaches the apex of the mound.

What lies ahead was a large field of sands and dunes, and beyond a great mountain where a Raegalian skyfleet are hovering. The tank strides through the field, later followed with more tanks though smaller and in different model. More than half an hour, they reached an arid dry hill, although less sandy, it was dead and lifeless. However, just further away was a base filled with trucks and other military vehicles, under the flag of the Raegalian Special Division. The group dismounted and went to their respective posts.
The same man, he wore heavily covered clothing, a protection from the heat. He went towards a large tent followed by three soldiers appearing to be his guards. They were greeted by a gentleman in a turban escorted by two guards.

"Prime Minister Constantinoah, good afternoon sir." He said to the arrival of the guests after he and his men saluted.

"Good afternoon. Special Divisions' "Vulture" Director Hemming Karpold, at ease gentlemen. Just call me General Noah, director." The black-haired man, apparently the Prime Minister of the Raegalian Republic, replied.

"Well General, how fares the Victorian mines?" The director asked proudly to his general.

"Looks great and all, just that sands are everywhere it seems. Currently four new spots are ready and ripe for mining. Once we set all these up, we can have up as much supplies of Alphanites as we have before the war." The Prime Minister and Grand Marshal Constantinoah, in short for Noah, put a map on a table with marked locations. "And oh, I hear Charles got all the glory in taking over Aincrad just weeks ago correct?"

"Yes sir, if I may. You don't really have to manage this part of the sector, general, there's a lot more things we have to do in the capital--" Director Hemming, Noah's advisor, suddenly gets interrupted.

"Aye aye director, but all these management businesses are a hassle, just leave e'm up to the lads there and prepare ourselves to as much supplies as possible. In a matter of months, perhaps weeks even, I'm mobilizing the 3rd Frontier towards Lanceline." Noah casually says his words while busily arranging a lot of scrolls, books and maps like some sort of archaeologist.

Director Hemming sighed, "We've received a call from the embassy on Harebon." He added.

"Oh, is miss Ygyslov inviting me to a dat--err another joint military exercise." Noah carefully spoke.

"Eh-- what?" The director suspiciously wondered, but continued anyways. "--No general. It's from those of Terra sir, the Whampoan Reich."

"The revivalists? Pretty amazing how've they noticed our fame already." Noah puts all of his stuff down and changed his attention seriously to the director. "Well you got my full attention now director, let's board up to the Caliber. Lads, do take care of my collections here, they weren't easy being excavated." He added.

Prime Minister Noah and Director Hemming, along with two guards, rode on a quad-rotorwing transport that takes off vertically and flies towards the skycarrier of the expeditionary skyfleet, the Caliber. Rising to hundreds of kilometers high, the skycarrier isn't as large as the others, but it is a sight to be behold. Four large engines are capable of supporting its weight, guarded by three smaller skyships under the frigate-class. The carrier ship is capable of holding several dozens of aircrafts, with two runways lying at both sides of the control tower and the command quarters.
The transport where the Grand Marshal and the Special Division Director lands vertically and slowly to the skycarrier's deck. The wind blows heavily in the heights, while the afternoon sun shine fairly as it is covered by clouds.

"Wew, finally persuaded you to come." Said Director Hemming.

"What?! You really think I'm all muscles." Replied Noah.

"I think that's close enough sir." Hemming jokingly insulted his general. As they close up into the main Command Hub of the Erecellian expeditionary force. Full of modern computers and controls, as well as staffs and officers managing through communication and control. "Alright ladies and gentlemen, now that I've dragged our General here, let us begin the discussion." Right through the Director's order, everybody returned to their posts and prepares.

"Seriously director. You didn't say of any discussion." Says Noah.

"I figured you'd go back to Victoria if I ever say the word." Hemming unresponsibly replied.

The Grand Marshal sighed. "Bring up the screen." He added.

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@Kuchenlein

The Embassy of Harebon, the capital island city of Griffegus, lying miles away from Cortez.

The ambassadors from Whampoa were welcomed fairly and given a luxurious lodging for which they can stay, just a day after their arrival, the diplomatic discussion begins.

The Union of Griffegus' delegates gathered up including its Prime Minister Leoloraine Ygyslov, simply Aine. She has a short white hair, her eyes are cold blue, and is on a stature of elegance and formality. The flag of the Griffegus sovereign hangs behind the Union's delegates. On the opposite side, the Raegalian Republic has one representative, but multiple screens are present.

"Upcon to Embassy." The screens turned on, showing the numerous military officials of Raegalia. Including one of them, the Raegalian Prime Minister and Grand Marshal Constantinoah Onyxus, simply Noah. He has a short black hair, a glowing emerald eyes, and is in a desert-themed rugged military outfit covered with some sands and dusts.

"Ladies and gentlemen of Aranor. Good afternoon. Let's speak diplomacy then. We have the guests of the Planet Terra, the Whampoan Reich" The opening remarks of the Griffegus Prime Minister."

Messenger : "Greetings, Aranorians. We are ambassadors hailing from the new Whampoa, the new Whampoan Reich of Revivalism. We are here seeking to establish long-lasting relations with your nation."

A brief pause from the Aranorians, as they speak to each other in a different channel. Then the Griffegus Prime Minister represents the Aranorians to speak. "We welcome you gentlemen of Terra. The Aranorian Confederacy is not searching of any allies just yet, especially from another world. However, you may speak and elaborate further of your nation's demands." She said straight and calm. Which caught Noah's attention.

Shuggothh…

If there was one word Nuthrix would have to say, that would be it. While this world was annoyingly close to a star, it seemed to be a boon for the native life as Nuthrix could sense the presence of many creatures. Reaching out mentally, they mostly seemed to be shells operating without will and by instinct alone. There, however, were some very distant that offered resistance to it.

Uln Vuar’uuk nnnlliog, r’luh Shuggoth.

Almost without pause, the swarm around Nuthrix began to act. Each one knowing what it must do and attempting their task to the best of their abilities. It was not long before a rudimentary outpost was established in a network of caverns away from any prying eyes. While the enclosed position limits possibilities it is an important step for the first phase of Nuthrix’s operation.

With such a small force, the Vuar’uuk are vulnerable, while the natives are assumed to be hostile. In order to continue they must remain unknown, not even as a rumor, but fortunately this is one of their strengths. With enough resources to sustain them for the moment, Nuthrix can afford to wait. Wait long enough to spawn a new generation of Vuar’uuk, it would only take a few days to have enough forces to expand a bit more, especially considering much of the surrounding land does not seem to be claimed by any faction large enough to deter Nuthrix.

In the meantime, a few ghasts manage to intercept a small group of the creatures with some amount of free will. Killing most of them with limited resistance, it is a wonder how they exist. They seem so fragile with no natural hide and clawless limbs. Only one was incapacitated alive, but that is all Nuthrix required. When the creature saw Nuthrix, it panicked. Almost as if it, rightfully, knew it was in a very bad position. It could not do anything, however, as it was being restrained by a ghast and was helpless to whatever fate awaited it. It was not long before it felt another...presence in it's mind. Nuthrix preferred to communicate in this way, by influencing the mind of others. Nuthrix initially probed the creatures mind gently, performing a cursory glance before adopting a more commanding presence.

Ya k’na h’ee li’hee n’gah. Phlegethagl? Nnnilgh’ri? Csgn’wahl?

…Throdd ylliog.

Though the creature gave several responses, none of them were the right one giving Nuthrix one option. Though at a distant Nuthrix’s influence was weak, close up the influence was strong enough to dislodge the human's mind, as Nuthrix learned they called themselves, until the poor soul became a husk. An empty shell with no will but that of the Hive. Nuthix’s Hive.

Ya kadishtu, h’r’uhlor… Ckadishtu hai…. We….I know….Now.

Now all that remains is what to do with the human... the empty Shell. It could be recycled into biomass, though it’s current lack of will means it will be of lower quality, but it may still serve a use. Lacking any ability to infilitrate Human society at the time, the Shell may prove useful in this regard. Confident in it’s decision, Nuthrix opts to keep the human until it is no longer required. The Shell escapes death though it’s current fate may be worse. Regardless, in the Hive one is either useful or food.

@BirdOfParadise

"This city of Cortez is quite elegant indeed," commented one of the ambassadors.
After a day of luxurious enjoyment, the diplomatic talk began.

The Revivalist representatives trekked their way to the embassy, quite tidy but not as disciplined and neat as soldiers marching, but also not too easygoing either.
The straightfoward and calm mannerism of Aine, along with her appearance, caught the attention of the Revitals.

"Thanks for the welcome, ladies and gentlemen of Aranor," Sithou Ahmad, the Revital Whampoan Minister of Affairs, replied, "We may reconsider the alliance proposal later.. But we believe, we should still engage in casual relations for the best of both nations. We request that close trade ties and some political cooperation be established between our nations."

Sithou Ahmad then continued elaborating on the economic ties, "Our nation would like to trade your Alphanites in exchange for our mass industrial goods in great numbers, along with plentiful supplies such as wood and food. Our market is also very huge with lots of potential, owing to our huge population along with our politics. We can make very great use of your skyships, for example."

Then he continued, "We need some political and cultural ties to better keep our mutual foes in check -- especially the Pherithians and the banksters. We believe an intellectual and cultural exchange will benefit both nations greatly too. Not only this will boost our technologies faster, but this will also stimulate more trade and cooperation between our nations."

"Pardon me for awhile." Ahmad stopped, then spoke through his mic attached to his Pickelhaube, "Wait, protests in Japan? And a massive rise of Japanese Nazism?"
Ahmad went silent again as he listened to his helmet, but he began to smile. "Got it, homie Berthold."

Ahmad then resumed his talk with the Aranorians, "Looks like there are some clays soon ripe to be conquered. If you are interested to expand your reaches to Terra, look no further and cooperate with us. But we have to be as quick as possible. We need some of your warships and magiks for this conquest, and we can bring your ships through our portals. We will divide the clays between us after we have conquered it. We can talk about the details later."





With the rise of tension all over Terra, Rhelsha held another gathering with her beloved cronies again.

"So, many of your fellow kins are now protesting against Royal Whampoa and Koryo... The South Tyrol of Asia is on the brink of mayhem. Our great dream is getting closer every single moment..." Rhelsha spoke with a big grin on her face. "But the protests are not without blood and fire yet, and it's bad."

"So, Anzai-chan and little Tsih-wah, do your mistress a favor." said as Rhelsha put her pointy finger onto Anzai's nose.
"Hai! What can I do for you, milady?" Anzai bowed before his mistress, while blushing and sweating. While Tsih-wah shot a jealous glare at Anzai.
"Firstly, Anzai will spark some violence and anger there. Then Tsih-wah, you will follow next and worsen the shitstorm. At the same time, tell our sects there to slip our ideals and dreams into the minds and hearts of your kins. And once chaos erupts in Taiwanese Japan, proceed with Operation : Libra." Rhelsha ordered, but she sounded somewhat reluctant. "And finally, Deowrig, push Yuet-yin and Konrad to war."

"With pleasure, Lady Rhelsha." Deowrig replied.

She went silent for a moment, her mind wandering elsewhere.
"What's wrong, mistress?" a concerned Tsih-wah asked. He knelt, but then Rhelsha rose her arm gesturing him to get up.
"Are you still troubled by your past?" Deowrig added.

With some tears emerging from her eyes, she then said, "Alas, many poor beings will face gruesome deaths soon as war comes. Hatred and ignorance will be sown on the way. We have no other choice. It's now or never. It's tragic, but we must sacrifice." She then smirked lightly, "But well, come to think of it. Souls are immortal, so deaths in this realm of materials matter not much anyways. Once this is over, an eternal future of love awaits and there will be no more suffering."

"Anyways, go now." She commanded, "Do your thing and start a war now."
"Yes!"

Her cronies summoned portals and left.

Alone, Rhelsha sighed, "Many poor souls would have to suffer. But, all of this will eventually be over." She began crying again, and in a burst of rage she screamed, "I will put an end to this! No more Nazis, no more Banksters and no more Commies! I vow to bring down this system, for good! I will force my love down their throats!"

"B-b-but... I crave some power... mhmm... power tastes good..."



@Trackten



The thirteenth of May, year 3092 AD.

Koryo reacted to the Japanese rallies by the usual normie way. But the Koryoan authorities failed to keep the protests in check despite all efforts to keep it cool and calm. A few Koryoans fought with the Japanese protestors, fueling the anti-Koryo sentiments further and it eventually escalated into a bloody riot......



Since the last few days, numerous movements sprang up within Japan advocating for the return of Japan's independence and glory. And now the day was May 13, 3092 AD.

As many Japanese protests emerged, some Koryoans in Taiwanese Japan also rose up and made their own rallies as well. The rallies turned to be relatively peaceful unlike what happened in Koryo. No blood was spilled yet. However, riot police was dispatched to keep an eye over the protests. There were also rumors of warships heading toward Taiwanese Japan.

On the other hand, loyal Taiwanese subjects have begun counter-movements against both the Koryoan and Japanese nationalist sentiments. These counter-movements voiced their support for Whampoan rule and sovereignty. Most of them also happened to be great, loyal fans of the Yong Dynasty. Many flags of Taiwan and Whampoa were proudly flown amidst the crowds of loyal Taiwanese subjects.

"Indivisible and Inseparable!"
"Taiwan is Love, Taiwan is Hope!"
"Amaterasu blesses Yong the Empress!"
"The whole of Whampoa it should be!"

Those were written on the signs held by the loyalists, as they chanted melodious songs praising the Yong Dynasty and the Whampoan nation. Many speeches were held and they were welcomed by many people, although their numbers are fewer but still many.

However, some Dazzling Suns shown in the protests are imprinted with an Eye of Horus each... A dark scent could be smelled in some places, but it went unnoticed by most...



(To Be Continued)

Sithou Ahmad then continued elaborating on the economic ties, "Our nation would like to trade your Alphanites in exchange for our mass industrial goods in great numbers, along with plentiful supplies such as wood and food. Our market is also very huge with lots of potential, owing to our huge population along with our politics. We can make very great use of your skyships, for example."

Then he continued, "We need some political and cultural ties to better keep our mutual foes in check -- especially the Pherithians and the banksters. We believe an intellectual and cultural exchange will benefit both nations greatly too. Not only this will boost our technologies faster, but this will also stimulate more trade and cooperation between our nations."

Ahmad then resumed his talk with the Aranorians, "Looks like there are some clays soon ripe to be conquered. If you are interested to expand your reaches to Terra, look no further and cooperate with us. But we have to be as quick as possible. We need some of your warships and magiks for this conquest, and we can bring your ships through our portals. We will divide the clays between us after we have conquered it. We can talk about the details later."

The council discussed each other through a minute before deciding.

"Gentlemen, as much as we would like to establish this trade agreement. We will decline the offer of exchange with military assets, as such the technologies of our skyships and the limited resources of Alphanites that we barely produce. That we would regret to inform you." Aine added. "Perhaps we are even wondering where have you gotten such information in the first place."

*Ahem* The Raegalian Grand Marshal joined. "We simply cannot jeopardize our laws regarding about our military, good sirs. However, we believe resources of economic and cultural exchange is a good offer. The harbors of our coastal cities are always open for available partners in trades." A straight friendly words from the man. "To add more in our reply. The sound of expansion towards the other world is a bit, too exhausting for us as the Confederacy are still developing in its assets. Perhaps we shall take the offer on another moment."
Noah finishes his words with the agreement of the nodding delegates.

The council discussed each other through a minute before deciding.

"Gentlemen, as much as we would like to establish this trade agreement. We will decline the offer of exchange with military assets, as such the technologies of our skyships and the limited resources of Alphanites that we barely produce. That we would regret to inform you." Aine added. "Perhaps we are even wondering where have you gotten such information in the first place."

*Ahem* The Raegalian Grand Marshal joined. "We simply cannot jeopardize our laws regarding about our military, good sirs. However, we believe resources of economic and cultural exchange is a good offer. The harbors of our coastal cities are always open for available partners in trades." A straight friendly words from the man. "To add more in our reply. The sound of expansion towards the other world is a bit, too exhausting for us as the Confederacy are still developing in its assets. Perhaps we shall take the offer on another moment."
Noah finishes his words with the agreement of the nodding delegates.

Sithou Ahmad replied, "It's unfortunate that we cannot enter into military cooperation. But we are glad to cooperate with you in other fields. We believe we can greatly assist each other in the building of our nations through intensive economic and cultural ties. May both nations prosper and enjoy a long-lasting good relationship with one another."

"As for the information, if you are wondering, we got it from the old feudal warlords of our nation. Those feudal warlords have been very good friends with the Empire of Pherith. The feudal warlords of both nations still continue to have frequent exchanges till this day. Don't worry though, our new Reich of Revivalism is quite tense and uneasy with the Empire of Pherith."

"It's unfortunate that your nation could not participate in the conquest right now. But, we are pleased to hear that you are considering this offer for future times."

"Anyways, when shall we establish formal relations and open our embassies?"

@Kuchenlein

-- Northern parts of Mainland Japan, Koryo

After the protesters were attacked by the Koryoans, this caused them to be enraged as several protesters began to fight back, rushing with their stick and sign as their own weapon. This has turned the movement from peaceful protests into a violent riot, as the streets were filled with angry roars and destruction heard from the distance. Some either accidentally, or intentionally, made a severe damage on either electrical posts, cars' fuel, and other hazardous components, initiating a wild-spread fire throughout the cities, engulfing the unfortunate people into ashes.

This has been took as an opportunity for the Pro-Japanese activists as they successfully caught the tape of the Koryoans provoking a fight first against the Japanese protesters. It was then sent into the social media, getting viral in every seconds pass..

"Anonymous : OMG THESE DAMN KORYOTARDS!!!"
"Masimasi92 : These poor people only protest in a peaceful way, not a riot.."
"Xx_GengisKhan_xX : Those Koryoan bastards.."
"JakePaulFanboy : Dis mainland asians attacking the japs, dis koryos r racist!"

These were the comments received from the video. It managed to become the most viral video in the video-streaming platform, getting the attention of the mainstream media, or even likely the Western news.

-- Southern parts of Mainland Japan, Royalist Whampoa

As the counter-protesters continued to support the Royalist Whampoa, the Pro-Japanese protesters continued to fight back, like chanting multiple phrases, which is Anti-Whampoan messages, and singing the Empire of Japan's national anthem, proudly waving the flag of the Empire of Japan as they cheered from their anthem, being patriotic as ever. Some even booed the loyalists' songs and giving them insult with verbally and a finger.

"Go back to Taiwan, you Taiwanese bastards!"
"Screw these Chinese scums!"
"Be damned you brainwashed fools!"
"Japan is for the Japanese, not for the Chinese!"

Unlike before, the protests have grown more hostile but fortunately managed to keep their cool on. They continued to protest back and forth as the movements were starting to heating up. During the protest, there's a woman wearing a thick clothing with a microphone on her hand as she got a companion carrying a camera for news purposes which is facing towards her.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentleman, this is Tannashi Shima from Sakura News." she introduced, "Today, there's has been such a heated protests between the two large group on both sides." she told as she pointing her finger towards both of the groups: Pro-Japanese movements and Pro-Whampoan movements.

"In this group, which is the Pro-Japanese movement, they are protesting in demand for the restoration and independence of Japan from the Royalist Whampoan's occupation..." she explained as the camera zooms towards the Pro-Japanese protesters before zooming back and facing towards the other group, "...and here the other group is the Pro-Whampoan movement, they are counter-protesting against the Pro-Japanese movement as they expressed their support for the Royalist Whampoa. Luckily, no violence has been committed as we can see the Whampoan authorities here, guarding the area to make sure the protest would not go itself becoming dangerous.."

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--Imperial Palace, Tokyo, Japan

A man is sitting on his sofa, watching the news on TV in front of him. The news involves a massive protests between the opposition and the supporting, the lady discuss about how this protest suddenly heated up in the southern part of mainland Japan, which is occupied by the Royalist Whampoa. Howevever, he suddenly get bored as he turned off the TV and laze back in his comfy sofa.

"Maaan, I'm bored.." a man that happens to be Crown Prince Tamashi.

He stared directly at the ceiling for a while, thinking something to do but unfortunately not. He's been thinking about calling his friend to join up with him for a party but sadly he forgot that he's currently in the military routines right now. Maybe he go back to tease his little sister, Ayashi? Maybe not since he's already done with her stone-hard slap for a day now. He's having a deep thinking for few minutes, before coming with an idea.

"I know!" he paused before realizing his idea, "Meh... All movies shown today weren't that interesting.."

"What are you doing?" a feminine voice called him.

"Ah, Ayashi!" he called, grabbing both of her shoulders, making her surprised, "Do you wanna to play video games with me?"

"Of course not!" she immediately refused, waving her hands, "I'm going outside for a while."

"Outside?" he questioned, knowing that his sister never wander around outside their home, "...to where?"

"It's none of your concerns, so deal with it."

She turned back as she packs her handbag and walking out of the room. Suddenly realizing why, he gave an evil smirk on his face.
"Why?" he playfully toned, "Is it... because you wanted to be with someone?"

Before she even stepped out of the door, she immediately froze from that statement alone. Her face was blushing hard, which is unfortunate that her brother sees it, and attempted to defend herself from her brother's idea of her.

"N-N-NO I'M NOT!" she stuttered, trying her best to cover her red-glowing blush, "W-Why would I be desperate to have a boyfriend?!"

"But your face said it all." he simply replied, making her even more embarrassed.

Before he even got to react, he immediately got pushed to the wall by Ayashi. He attempted to move himself but her strength is too much to fight back. Feared by knowing what will happened, he saw Ayashi's other hand raising up from the air. She spoke a single word, before he met the darkness once again.

"B-BAKA!" as the roaring sound of a slap can be heard from the distance..

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@Paillan

After multiple videos about the Anti-Koryo protests gone viral throughout the social media and the news report, this has raised the people's concern about this sudden riot as perhaps multiple of them were starting to criticize the Koryo's government for this chaos. People also mourned for those who has lost their lives, even if they were Japanese or Koryoan.

This has been one of the most discussed topic in the social media, as many mainstream medias and commentary channels told their opinion about the riot, some of them were against on what the Koryoan did, while the other were more on the Japanese themselves. Journalist will sure love to interview people about this, either is for their interest or for the profit!

@Trackten
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-- Northern parts of Mainland Japan, Koryo

As fierce fightings ensued between the pro-Koryo and the pro-Japan crowds, much of northern Japanese lands were engulfed in the flames of hatred and rage. Amidst the riot, both the Koryoans and the Japanese blew the Holy Pyramid into pieces. A huge field of searing golden rays was then released, followed by an immense wave of heat. Both sides witnessed the fall of the Holy Pyramid in awe and shock.

"It's happening! The evil pyramid of Shinto has fallen!" a Koryoan activitst screamed.
"Baka, it's Chinese not Japanese! Stupid as ever, you Koreans!" said a pro-Japan protestor as he smashed the Koryoan in the face.
"It's the Shrine of Huaxia, the Huaxia that fucked Koryo for many thousands of damn years!" another Koryoan came in and kicked a Japanese.
"You are no different than the Chinese-Malay mongrels!" another Japanese taunted,
"Japan is family with the Whampoa, the wicked family of Huaxia!" a Korean shouted, followed with shouts of approval from other Koreans.

Soon, tapes and videos of the incident went viral over the internet.

This has resulted in fierce debates and witty gossips all over social media and other websites. Many Nanyangese ridiculed both the Koryoans and the Japanese, but they also talked bad about the Kuomintang Shintoist Shrine. Conspiracy theories were brought all over the place again. Of course, the Taiwanese hopped in and scorned all the others too.





-- Northern parts of Mainland Japan, Royalist Whampoa

The rallies and protests went relatively peaceful, until news of the Holy Pyramid came striking down everyone's hearts.

All of a sudden, upon hearing the news and witnessing the fall of their beloved pyramid, the Taiwanese loyalists turned really upset and forgot most of their Confucian manners. But they did not go into fighting, yet.

"Why do you Koreans fucking smash the Holy Pyramid? Infidels!"
"Amaterasu will judge you for your tsumi!"
"You dare not only to challenge Taiwan, but also to defy Amaterasu!?"

Moments later, a big man emerged. He is a bald man showing an angry face. Many more Japanese mobsters and protestors followed. He held his katana proudly and stomped his way toward the crowds of Taiwanese loyalists, his steps sending a mild shockwave as he stomps the earth. What was particularly eye-catching was his uniform along with his sheer size, his uniform is that of the old Imperial Japanese warriors (WW2 / Pacific War).

"He's one of those infidels who wrecked our Holy Pyramid!"

"Baka!"
The man took a deep breath and continued, "These has been the sacred lands of Japan since ancient times! And your Taiwan, was nothing but a mere colony of our great empire in the ages of past! And you dare to pervert our traditions and cultures, shame on you!"

"Boo!" A youthful boy taunted then approached the man boldly, and bad-mouthed him with some angry rants.

"Baka!" the angry man then pulled off his katana and promptly beheaded this poor boy.

All of a sudden, the crowds began to shout and scream in a mix of fear and rage! Bloody heads were rained down upon the streets! Many more were having their heads cut and flung into the skies! And katanas were showering from the skies too! Many fancy buildings were engulfed in fierce flames too!

The Taiwanese loyalists went into a great shock and rage, greatly disturbed and offended. Everyone was running around screaming in fury.

"Please cool down!" a riot trooper shouted on top of his lungs, firing a shot to the air.
"Go away, you Taiwanese monkeys!" the man dashed his way and slashed the riot officer into pieces. His remains were then ablaze in shadows.

The crowds descended into utter chaos and mayhem.

"Requesting support! A fighting broke out in Kaishek Street! I repeat, a fighting broke out in Kaishek Street!"
"Roger that!"

A squadron of riot troopers went in, but were quickly finished off by the Japanese zealots.

"Angry Koryoans killing people!" a sharp voice cried sharply from atop. It was the very boy that was beheaded moments ago!
"Take up arms and fight these rebels!"

"What?! I thought I cut off your petty head?!"
"Amaterasu is on my side! She is clearly on our side, rebel!"

The boy was soon seen down on the streets, leading another mob to confront the Japanese mob.

The Taiwanese loyalists shouted and screamed in sheer surprise and happiness.
"Amaterasu blesses Yong the Empress! Taiwan Number One! Fellow Taiwanese, let's teach those rebels a hard lesson!"

In a burst of hysteria, the Taiwanese loyalists soon picked up arms and fought with the Japanese mobsters and even peaceful protestors. The violence quickly spread like wildfire, and great fightings soon erupted. The riot police tried their best to contain violence, but they failed badly and only made it worse. Many riot officers could hold their instincts no longer and even joined the Taiwanese loyalists against the Japanese mobsters.

"The Yong Dynasty shall be the last to fall!"
"Amaterasu Akhbar!"

As the fighting went on, though, the mysterious Taiwanese boy and the Japanese man vanished to nowhere......

@Kuchenlein

-- Southern parts of mainland Japan, Royalist Whampoa

After a such vicious incident as the Pro-Whampoa protesters had their arms up, the Pro-Japan had taken no choice but to retreat from the now angry mobsters as they are not fully ready from their answer, violence. The street was once filled with a normal chanting, singing, and shouting like in all protest to a barbaric roar and screams of the feared, filling with destruction and bloodshed committed by the Taiwanese savages.

Around the rural areas of southern Japan, people, who supported for the independence of Japan, were in shocked as they hid themselves from the Taiwaneses' racial discrimination against the Japanese as it is saw in the barbaric riot. They took their time to wait for opportunity to help the people to reclaim the land they owned for hundreds of years from these savages.

-- Northern parts of mainland Japan, Koryo

As the fight goes on between the Pro-Japan protesters and Koryoans, other massive group of Pro-Japan protesters managed to reach in front of the court. They lined up horizontally as they kept roaring for their independence from the Koryo's occupation. Fortunately, no violence has been committed yet as the authorities were there, protecting the court from these protesters.

There has been rumors that the protestors changed the flag of Koryo into the flag of the Empire of Japan from every flag poles, again, and the taking down of the Koryo's monuments as they deemed as "savages who stole their land". Again it is rumors as people were unsure whether this is true or not.

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-- Supreme Court, Tokyo, Japan

People were enraged from this bloodshed riot, hearing the injures or deaths of the peaceful protesters by the sudden brutality of the Pro-Whampoa protesters. They also criticize the security of Royalist Whampoa for letting their own people to cause havocs towards the peaceful protesters by violent means.

The guards were lined up from the entrance of the Supreme Court to prevent then people from flooding into the court as many journalists were present in the scene, eagerly waiting to interview with the higher-ups.

As the door opened, revealing the prime minister, Atto, and the emperor of Japan, Kashimotto. Both were walking down from the stairway as many bright flashes were made by many cameras and many journalists were desperate to take a interview with them, only to be blocked by the guards.

They stepped up into the stage as the emperor walked towards a table with many microphones placed in it while the prime minister stopped beside him. The people gone silent after the emperor coughed, saying quiet, before preparing his speech.

"My people of Japan..." the emperor called in the microphones, "I hope you heard the sudden violence committed by the people of Royalist Whampoa against our people, who only protested in a peaceful means." he said, hearing the roar of the enraged people as an approval.

"Our founding land was splitted into two nations, who dared to claim our land, the land we owned for many hundreds of years, as their own.." another furious roar made by the people.

"Tokyo is the only city we fully controlled from these robbers, as we protect ourselves from these conquerors. No matter how hard they tried to change our people, they never change who we truly are." a massive cheer heard by the people, proudly waving their flag.

"In this era..." the emperor paused, "...we would not idle for far too long, not to do nothing that our people only suffered more from these madmans, and not to let our problems overtaken us!"

"They can keep name-calling us, mocking us, and painting us evil." He said before continuing, "But we would not tolerate them harming our people and society in such an unfair way!" following the massive roar of the people.

Hearing the massive roar of many people present in the scene, which many of them shouted for war. The emperor however disproves his people wishes, saying...

"I understand that you wanted a full declaration of war against them but it's not in the right opportunity." he clarified, "Our military was still in the preparation and their military right now is too much for a massive casualties.."

"Instead, we would find ways to infiltrate their weaknesses to fall without the need of aggressive attacks, thank you." he said before finally done with his speech, receiving massive praise and applauds, as he's stepping down from the stage along with the prime minister.

His vehicle finally arrived, along with heavy securities. The man opened the door for the emperor and the prime minister. After they're finally inside, he closed the door before the engine roared, drove off into the street being guided by the securities.

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-- Dockyard, Tokyo, Japan

The Crown Prince Tamashi is seen around the docks, being guided by the royal guards. He's inspecting the imports that was sent from various countries under the request of his father, or importantly the emperor.

During his inspection, he had a talk with the advisor who is responsible for the importing of various needs for the stability and growth of the people and the empire.

"I assure you made a deep inspectation to these cargos, do you?" the Crown Prince questioned.

"Yes, your highness." the advisor confirmed, "So far, there's no illegal or dangerous components sent to these cargos. The workers did their best to make sure no sources can infiltrate the empire's economy."

These discussion had been continued while wandering around the docks as the workers present in the scene lined up and bow their head, respecting the Crown Prince. This has been continued until the advisor asked something...

"Uh, I know this is off-topic but..." he paused before continuing, "Where did you get that hand slap from?"

Tamashi didn't mind the red burning hand slap present from his left cheek. He had his day really taken as worst as ever..

"None of your concern.." he deadpanned at the advisor, frightening him.

"Uh, yes! My apology.." the advisor apologized, before continuing with their discussion about the issues.

@Trackten

-- Southern parts of mainland Japan, Royalist Whampoa

The Taiwanese zealots didn't do racial discrimination, they instead went for religious extremism as they execute their jihad to avenge their pyramid. They were much more angrier with the fall of their beloved Pyramid compared to Japanese sucessionism. But the sucessionism and the anti-Yong sentiments did provoke their ire even more. Quite a huge number of the Taiwanese zealots who went into their jihad, happened to be ethnic Japanese themselves.

However, it has aroused the attention of the higher-ups, who were very troubled by the sudden extremism and also Japanese sucessionism. The Yong Dynasty particularly wasn't happy with the zealotry for it violates "true Kuomintang Shinto" and also fuel further sucessionism. The Nanyangese were very unamused and bitter about this riot, too.

Under the orders of Berthold -- the Mahakaisar of Royal Whampoa and King of Nanyang -- a joint Nanyangese-Taiwanese force was sent to crack down on the riot and restore peace. The military would only intervene moderately, they would try to separate opposing crowds and avoid bloodshed.

-- Northern parts of mainland Japan, Koryo

As for the Koryoans, they had far fewer numbers than the Taiwanese in southern Japanese lands do. Most of them calmed their tits after witnessing the huge numbers of the pro-Japan hordes, but still they stood strong flying their own flags and signs.



Yong Theresia, the Empress of Taiwan, was sitting on her golden throne. But she was deeply troubled and visibly upset. And her emperor consort Loh Franz was standing beside her bowing a little, looking worried and sad.

She shook her head and sighed, "Rebels are rising all over there, the Holy Pyramid fell and my subjects falling into hysteria...... May Amaterasu blesses us all."
The empress looked downwards and continued, "And pretty sure Berthold will get crazy about all this drama..."

As soon as she finished her word, a servant came in and knelt, while shivering fearfully.
"Your Imperial Majesty, The Mahakaisar has arrived for a visit!" he shouted, then switched to a quiet yet nervous tone, "He looked really bad!"

"Oh no..." the empress sighed. "What to do now..."
"Call--"

A sudden strong aura permeated the throne room. Berthold walked his way in without any regards for formalities and rules.

"Puan Yong Theresia. Gutentag." he spoke in a cool, yet powerful voice that sent the ground shaking, as opposed to his usual cheerful voice.
"O, konitsiwa, Encik Tschan Berthold. Are you here because of the rioting?"

"Oh no, no, no, Puan." he spoke in a mocking sarcasm while showing a fake grin.
"Uhhh......" the empress stared at an upset Berthold trying to speak but ran out of words.

"Ehh, would you mind calming down?" Franz softly spoke in a effeminate tone, "It would be easier if we cool down and relax. We can solve the problem better when we work together in harmony."

"Do you think it really works, my boy?" the empress mockingly replied, "Boy, you're too young, too simple, sometimes naive......"

"Hmm......" Berthold glanced at the youthful, innocous Franz and then nodded in silence. "You're right, Franz. We should put aside any feuds now and work together solving this shit." He finished speaking smirking a little.

"You started it all in the first place," she bitterly sniffed, "If it weren't for you, ruining my dream in Holy Huaxian times, this wouldn't have happened."

Berthold facepalmed and shouted, "My, my, what the fuck is wrong with you, bitch?! Are you too addicted with power, to the point of recklessness? Even blaming the riot with something that happened like, more than a hundred of years ago!?"

The empress got up from her throne and furiously stomped the floor in anger. "You fucking killed my Holy Huaxian Reich! You took away my power and weakened Taiwan! You tore apart the old Reich of mine into pieces, then you unite them once again under your banner, and then call yourself the hero of Whampoa?! Not only that, you continued to boss me and my Taiwanese even when you lost badly in the last war! What a fucking selfish guy are you!"

"If the Holy Huaxian Reich still stood in place, the Japanese would have peacefully knelt before my will and submit before us!"

Berthold slapped the lady on her cheek, "Oh my...... Are you really that delusional?!"

Franz let out a huge cry and screamed, "Enough! Reckoning about the past would not do shit for the present moment!" He bumped onto both persons and pushed them apart from each other.

Berthold and Theresia went silence staring at Franz, shocked.

"My... my... my boy...... y-you..."
"Franz, I'm glad you are a man of reason and love..."
"Y-you... I-I know..."

"Why must we argue against one another, even in the face of a huge crisis?" the young boy cried, and then was left wordless as he continued crying.

"Hmm yeah, he's right," Berthold added, "Remember the last few times we worked together, Puan Theresia? We Whampoans fought alongside one another when the Indian Empire came sweeping over all of Asia. And we stood united pushing to the northlands for the first time, and founded our Reich in front of the Tiananmen. This all would not have been likely had we not united under one banner."

"F-fine... y-you... yeah, I should listen to you two this time..."

"So, Puan Theresia, let us work together like we did few times ago."

"F-fine, dude... whatever... so what should we do?"

"Of course the first thing to do is to tell the folk, that we did not mean it. Apologize to everyone. We have to comfort their souls and hearts firstly." the Mahakaisar spoke.
"B-but, Berthold, why should I be sorry to those idiots!? They caused the problem in the first place!!!"

"Calm down, Puan Theresia! Calm down, milady!"
Theresia cracked a bright grin after Berthold finished speaking.

"'Milady'... this is the first time I hear that from you..."
"Yes, and I am sorry for making you unhappy in the past. Sorry for all the troubles."

Theresia now smiled even brighter than before. His sincere apology really made her day it seemed.
"See?" Berthold spoke, "I told you nicely that I am sorry. And you're happy now."

"N-n-no! W-why would I be happy with y-you!?"
"We can talk and flirt about that later, okay milady? My point is to make them feel at peace and love, so much of the problem will go away."

"And then, of course, we should enforce peace and order there, while avoiding any more bloodshed. Separate the opposing parties away from each other. Let them go rally elsewhere, and away from each other. So they do not fight any further." Berthold said further, "And of course, reaffirm our sovereignty over those lands while speaking."

"Wise words, Encik Berthold," a smiling Theresia praised.

"Thanks," Berthold replied with another big smile. "Now get ready, it's time for action,"



@Trackten @Paillan

Imperial Hall, Empire of Taiwan

Many folk were disturbed and troubled by the recent rioting, witnessing the fall of the Holy Pyramid and the brutal fighting that followed. The secessionism irritated their irk further. Many Nanyangese and African Germans felt greatly shameful and disturbed by the sheer extremism and barbarism of their Taiwanese compatriots.

Berthold and Theresia jointly held a speech regarding the recent riot.

The many battlemages and riot officers stationed themselves from the entrance, stopping any people from flooding into the Taiwanese Imperial Hall.

"To the folk of Whampoa, and to all the other folks of the world..." Berthold spoke loudly yet solemnly from the stage. "Lately there has been some rioting in Japan, as you may have known. First of all, on the behalf of the Whampoan Reich, I express my sincere apology to all victims harmed in the Shikoku rioting." he said, and the entire scene fell into a deathly silence.

"It all began in peace, no shots fired, no blood bled and everyone just rallied on the streets. Sadly, amidst of the violent riots in northern Japan, some mobsters blew up the Great Pyramid, the Great Pyramid that some adored so much. That stirred a massive jihad amongst those zealots running amok in Shikoku right now." As he stopped, murmurs and gossips of all sorts began to flood the awkward silence. Some boos could be heard from the crowds.

Berthold continued, "And here, I condemn the sudden, brutal violence of the religious zealots, and I reprimand the terrible discipline shown by some police officers. There is no need to behead people over the Great Pyramid. I am certain the folk in Shikoku did not blow up the Pyramid, the Pyramid was far away and the folk were busy rallying. And some police officers there, on the other hand, not only failed to uphold their duty of peacekeeping, but even joined the madness of those religious zealots. The rebellious sucessionists were not without faults, however. Religious extremism and sucessionism from all sides were tearing our national unity apart. Partisan politics has split Whampoa into two, we do not need to fracture our Reich further. I would like to stress Whampoa's sovereignty over the lands of Shikoku and Kyushu here." Many claps from the supporting crowds, but also some boos and gossips from skeptics too.

Berthold left the stage amidst a mix of applause and ridicule. The crowds went shouting hysterically as Theresia slowly walked her way to the stage.

"My sincere message to my Taiwanese subjects and my fellow other Whampoans. Before we begin, let us pray to Amaterasu, the One Almighty." As she finished, some people from the crowds went chanting silently, while some others giggled mockingly and booed at the prayer.

After a few minutes of prayer, she resumed with her speech. "I hope you have heard of the massive rioting in Shikoku and Koryo. I am very sad seeing all the bloodshed that ensued. Of course the religious extremists are to blame, but if you ask me, I think the sucessionist rebels are to blame. If they have never rallied in the first place, and obediently accepts my reign, there would have been no bloodshed at all."

"Ahem!"

"B-Berthold?"

"Oh my..." Berthold shook his head, "Y-you should not have said that, especially in a rude way... Good job."

"W-what?! I am saying the truth! They were threatening our sovereignty and ruining our unity! And they are to blame for blowing up the Holy Pyramid! This is truth!" Yong Theresia angrily screamed.

"Alright, stop. We will talk about that later." Berthold said to Theresia, before turning to face the journalists, "The comment of a regional leader does not necessarily represent the views and opinions of the Whampoan Reich as a whole--"

"I am not a merely regional leader, Berthold!" the Taiwanese empress threw a tantrum and stomped the floor like a spoiled brat, right in front of Berthold and all the journalists, "I am not just a lady, but I am the damn Empress of Taiwan! The Empress of a great Empire, and the head of a classic dynasty! The rightful heir of the Holy Huaxian Reich! I hold more lands than you do, you Nanyangese monkey! You are nothing without me and my generous help!"

"Whoah!"
The hall was full of flashes and also murmurs from the amazed journalists.

"And Taiwan is destined to rule the world, and the last to fall! Alles Erdreich ist Taiwan undertan! Taiwan is the greatest empire ever, we are the proud heirs of China, Japan, Rome and Germany, and we are far, far greater than our foremothers! Bow before me, you filthy Nanyangese monkey! You all! Kneel before your Empress now!"

"Theresia, fine, fine, you are a good Empress okay? Alright, now I'll bring you somewhere else and you can scream about your glory all you want. Before that I must end this meeting properly."

"Well, the talk is over for now. We have some... internal problems that have to be solved elsewhere."

@Kuchenlein

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Guevara made a sign to stop Hughes. He groanned but understood, putting a hand over the microphone, the interview was over. Both Hughes and Guevara climbed one of the cars and made their way towards the pairlament, under heavy police and military protection

"You never change you fool. Answering fox news provocations. This is supposed to be the time were we visit the occupied lands and come in peace to set things right, don't come up saying you will crush any rebellion!" Guevara scolded Hughes

"Apologies president sir... I got carried away... but you know what kind of conflict I have been grueling with the resistance in the center..." hughes said humbled

"I know Hughes... I was there... at your side, under your command in the battle of LA" Guevara puts his hand over his face, trying to send away the memories "Nightmares hunt war heroes. One day we shall be remembered as criminals... and be brough to justice in our respective countries..." he stopped at that though "But for now weakness will not be allowed, this is true..."

"Sir, report!"a soldier made a call to the vehicle

"What is it, soldier?"Guevara said taking the phone

"P-President! Su-Such honor! actually, glaldy I got into you! the holy pyramid... it has fallen in a massive insident in northern japan! our observers just passed this info to the deparment, the situation is quickly escalating out of control, both for Whampoa and Koryo!" the soldier buffed

Hughes took out a cuban cigar and took a puff "So it's beginning... I am sure that the little empress will not like any piece of this..." he muttered

"Soldier, is there any official statement of Royalist Whampoa or the new japanese empire regarding the incident?" Guevara asked

"Not yet sir, I am sure that if there were, the journalist would be quicker to tell it than the fall itself" the soldier finished his transmition

at the same time, the car arrived in the pairlament building, both man got out

"Hello, President Guevara, it is an honor to have you here, it has been a while" Helen welcomed them and made the joke

"Prime minister, good to see you again. I assume you've heard the situation of the holy pyramid?" Guevara added

"Indeed. A testiment of Whampoan's royalist power and spiritual power destroyed... the Church of Amateratsu is not very popular here, but we might still get asked about it" Helen sighted "peace seems to be fracturing faster than we can react"

"Let's leave the matter for later. You both have a speech to make. Together. Show unity, show respect, and show the values that we defend" Hughes said

Guevara and Helen noded

"Ladies and gentlemen! it is finally time! with a very short ceremony, the speech of maximum political authorities of both countries will begin right now! we are now live for both countries! a newsreporter said

"Citizens of whashington DC... citizens of north america, viewers of south america and beyond... it fills us with happyness too see so much people assembled in such a short period of time. We thank you all for coming" Helen began

"As you all know... today we remember 7 years of the end of the great war fough in this very soil, to preserve freedom in our countries, to protect our humble fellow man and woman from the tides of autoritarian regime" Guevara added

applauses and sounds of approval were heard in the crowd

"But we have not forgotten the praised payed by those who were forced to stand behind the so destructive ideals that drove our continent to war... they have suffered and many have ignored them, still seing them as the enemy they once were, even though..." Helen replied

"they were merely used and forced, and still are being" both helen and guevara said

the crowd applauded longer and some screams could be heard in the crowd "long live democracy!"

"It is our duty, our errand, as long as we breath, to care for each and every single one of our citizens. Specially those in need, and who isn't in more need than a broken family, destroyed by war, living on a broken city?" Guevara added

"That's why we decided that it was once more time to turn our attention to you. Citizens of what once was the proud US... we haven't forgotten you, and we will shortly begin our annual visit of all the main ocupation zones" Helen replied

"In democracy we stand strong, through democracy we will bring you back to the radient sunlight that was unjustly taken from you. We know you have been nervous and anxious. And we understand your concerns. We will speak with you communities, hear as many of you as we can... cause we wobbed to do so" they both ended, rising their hands

the crowd applauded and more screams could be heard "long live canada!" "long live ULAS!" "Long live the new west!"

"well that went good" hughes aplauded

"well... Washington is a docile occupation zone... we might hear much more booos out there" Helen added

"True. Well then, first you both need to attend the press conference, I shall wait for you inside and start planning a route" Hughes said

"I just escaped a press conference... do we really have to?" Guevara complained

"Yes. Yes we have"Helen replied. They both walked towards it.

@Kuchenlein

Another moment of talk between the Aranorians. "Ambassadors of the Whampoan Reich. We would have a day before a formal opening can begin, to where, all the involving nations can hear. However, our declaration for cultural and economical trade shall be, decided by the council of the Aranorian Confederacy, henceforth, established and open." Replied one of the Union's delegates.

Once the Whampoan ambassadors are done with their finishing comments. Another delegate stands up to say, "Here concludes our today's events. Good afternoon ladies, and gentlemen." Said a speaker.

By the next day. The media aired a news of established trade routes between the Aranorian Confederacy and the Whampoan Reich. It showed the Aranorian officials handshaking the Whampoan ambassadors eagerly smiling for the trade alliance. The scenes transferred towards ports and harbors of coastal cities beginning to open new divisions in their commercial sectors. New merchant ships docking, and the flag of the three nations. In later future days, the stock market would start booming with Whampoan materials, and perhaps the same could be said with the latter. Having Vestroyans and Terrans trading to each other isn't as common as it was.

Perhaps, it would last long, or short lived, will depend on what fate could bring.

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After the trade agreement, the Aranorians, both Raegalians and Griffegus, assembled in a meeting to discuss about the trade and some political matters. It involves about (boring) local control and repressions from areas not satisfied or refusal from the Confederacy's government. This included the recently conquered nation of Karastus, whose forces were decisively defeated with a combined force of the Aranorian's shock and awe and air dominance.

Then after the meeting concluded, the Raegalian military high officials started their own meeting.



The meeting was the start of the mobilization of the Raegalian army towards the southeast nation of Lanceline, their next target in the conquest. At the same time, the Griffegus naval fleet have began sailing towards the southern straight, just further miles north of another nation, Articia. The Articians are likely to become hostile towards the Aranorian Confederacy after the downfall of Karastus, and is willing to ally with Lanceline.

This turmoil between the nations of Elias will become modern warfare in the coming weeks. As Raegalia assaults northern Lanceline...