A sudden, piercing shriek was heard as something fell from the sky. It streaked fire behind it, the heat apparently not strong enough to destroy it as it entered the atmosphere. It slammed the ground, only about ten miles out of Kwongtsou's outer city limits. Dirt and debris shot up hundreds of feet into the air. A broadcast, in English, was sent out in a fifty-mile radius. Anyone who could decode it would hear:
"Unknown organisms sighted at 1500 hours. Fire base mobilized at 1505 hours. Casualties at 1530 hours: 99%. Onsite nuclear weapons detonated. Moon destroyed. Dropship launched. Target: Unknown." A loud beeping noise would play, and then a male's voice, hoarse and ragged, was heard.
"There's too many of them! Fall back to the bunker! Ice, you get in the pod! You've gotta get out of here! Spread the word to the Federation! Go, go, g-AGH!" The rest of the message consists of wet gurgles, gunfire, inhuman screeching, running, screaming, and chewing sounds. A robotic female voice sounds. "Message end. Message repeat."
The message repeats, all of its' gory detail available for dissection.

-- Tokyo, Japan

As the night falls, the city brightens itself with a beautiful display ranging throughout the every streets and blocks. The authorities were also present in the city in sure of the protection to its people from unexpected crime and foreign spies, lurking in every dark alleys of the city. The people have fun talking to each other, finishing their busy jobs, and head back to their home to take a rest for the another day.

Within the city, Ayashi is wandering around the streets with her guards present around her, protecting her in the order of the Imperial family. People looked in awe at their beautiful Imperial princess, wanting to meet her and talk to her but she's not interested so she told her guards to distant them away from her. Reaching in front of many people watching the news on TV, she began to wondering in curious, looking at the TV as the crowd gave her space to watch the news.

@Kuchenlein
In the news, they discussed about the speech gave by the Grand Emperor of Whampoa, Berthold, with an empress beside him, Theresia. He gave a speech about the violence occurred in the southern part of Japan and condemned the people who's involved in physical violence against the peace protesters. After his speech, Theresia gave her speech but instead, she blamed the peace protesters for making this sudden violence happened. Berthold criticized her speech and suddenly, Theresia gone into madness as her selfishness took the view, shocking many people.

Before this news continued, Ayashi groaned as she immediately left the crowd, making them surprised as the guards followed her. After being away from the crowd's sight, she halted and took a deep breath to cool herself from her sudden anger burning inside her. Being noticed by one of her guard, the guard asked her politely.

"Your Imperial Highness?" the guard asked, "Is there something wrong?"

After being noticed, she got surprised by her guard, immediately trying to gain her stance back.
"Uh-No no! Not at all!" she repeatedly said, waving both of her hands.

"I see. Then my apology for asking you unprepared, your Imperial Highness." the guard bowed in apology.

After relieving herself, she continued to walk with her guards. While wandering, she's still thinking about that speech, the speech given by Theresia. Still feeling the anger inside, she can't help it but hold it for longer until the end of her tour.

'That bitch...' she ranted in her thought, 'Who has her right to say that the peaceful protesters is to be blamed for this riot? She's nothing but a selfish and narcissistic slut who ordered her own men for her interest, not for her people. Sad to think her people is brainwashed to her delusional beliefs but saying being a nation being the proud heir of Japan? She's has no fucking idea how the people of Japan felt during that time!'

Arriving into a restaurant, her guards stayed in front of the entrance as she been asked by the waitress and received a seat beside the window. She sat on her seat and sighed from her long travel, leaning back against her chair to take a rest. Waiting her order to be arrived, a person entered into the restaurant as she looked at the person, she became shocked in surprised.

"F-Father?!"

Hearing the familiar voice, her father looked at her, becoming surprised as well but happy to see her. He walked towards her and took a seat that is placed in front of her. As the time ticked on, she sweatdropped, being afraid of what will her father said about her going outside. The silence continues until her father spoke first.

"So... I assumed that you followed my advice?"

"I-I'M NOT A LONER, FATHER!" she shouted in the mixed emotion of anger and embarrassment, "I-I'm just taking a break!"

"I see..." he sighed, "I thought you'd be here for the remembrance on the other hand."

"Huh?" she got confused, "What do you mean 'remembrance'?"

After her statement, a thunder is heard from the distance. Suddenly, a moderate rain occurred as seeing the window being hit by every droplets of water from the sky. Wow, weather is sure running fast now.

He sighed as he leaned back against his chair in relief from stress. While her daughter, Ayashi, is still looking at him, wanting to know about this 'remembrance', he took a deep breath as he prepared to speak about it to her daughter.

"Do you know about this restaurant first before this night?" he asked.

"No, why?" she shrugged off, never seeing it in her memories.

"Since you are a baby and your brother is few years older than you, me and your mother always bring you two here. Your mother always look at your beautiful face with her beautiful blue-eyes, being happy around you, while I took care of your big brother, who kept whining about wanting to buy a toy he loves with my pocket money." he laughed, as Ayashi wanted to know more about it in her curiosity.

"Then what happened?"

"The moment when you finally opened your eyes for the first time.." he happily said, "As your mother called me in surprised, I looked and I, too, surprised as your big brother followed. You have a bright blue-eyes like your mother."

Before she could speak, her father continued...
"After this, your mother told me something, the 'something' that we would never forget."

"What did she said?.." she asked, with her tone gone lower.

"To the future from this day, I would be happy to see my daughter to grow up into something I wanted; a beautiful lovely woman with a strong heart, the heart not only us as a family but heart to your people."

After he reinstated her mother's quote, the room gone silent as the employees of the restaurant, overheard their conversion, stayed quiet and wait until they're done. After awhile, she looked down to the floor, showing her sadden emotion. Noticing this, her father stood up and walked to her, trying to relieving her until his daughter answered.

"D-Dad?.." she called, surprising him as she called him 'Dad' instead of her usual preference, 'Father'.

"Yes, Ayashi?"

"I-I missed h-her..." she stuttered as she looked up to him, showing her tears flowing down, "I-I missed m-mom.."

She burst out crying as the father hugged her, patting her back to calm her down. Even if the employees had their orders ready, they have to wait to respect them even if their food will going to cool down.

"Hush now, my dear child." he calmly said, "I missed her too, as well."

After this, she's now calm as she and her father walked back home. Even if they didn't took their orders, the guards took their orders and brought it to their home instead.

@Kuchenlein
@Trackten

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the press room is full. Even a few asian journalists can be seen. Guevara and Helen go each to a podium

"right. You already know the rules and they will be enforced if necesary" the moderator points out "you may proced in the random order you were given"

number 1 rises
a japanese figure bows and makes a question. The moderator looks at the translator

"He asks if there are any plans of visiting the east in the foreseable future" the translator says

"There are not" Guevara points out "so long as embasies are being held closed due to local issues, we will not be visiting any of the far eastern countries"

rumor circulates the saloon. The translator talks the the man, who writtes down and bows again

number two stands up
"Greetings. Antonio for Argentinian news. What is your stand with the influx of the church of the holy pyramid in the region and what do you expect from the act that occurred?"

"it will surely lead to heavy problems with local church communities. However this is, I think, not a matter that I can really answer. It falls on the hand of the local vice president" Guevara adds

more murmurs are heard. Number 3 rises

"Sheng for the daily Shan" a chinese woman speaks in perfect english "What is your stand in the current whampoan policy and oppresion of birth control rights?"

heavy rumor stirs the saloon. The moderator asks for order.

"As a woman that lost a child long ago, I ccan truly undestand the suffering that whampoa has pur you through. We have tried to stop their actions in many ways, but they can simply ignore our vetos and laugh at out diplomacy. It is our biggest failure and I deeply apologice for it" Helen responds moved

more rumor rises. A few journalists leave. Number four rises

"Jake for TV 1 English news" the journalist says "how capable do you think that the young whampoan empress is?"

"She is too you I am afraid. It's a good thing her father is still around to guide her, he has proven to be a wise man. She isn't a bad person, but she lacks experience and real life exposition" Helen responds

A few journalist burst in anger. They are taken out from the building. Number 5 gets called but doesnt answer. Number 6 rises.

"Amalie for French science magazine. There have been rumors of deep space findings, hospitable planets. Alien life. Portals to said planets. Do you confirm this rumors?"

"The space program has progressed, but slowly. Any of such kind of findings would be reported, in time" Guevara lied

@BirdofParadise
On the next day, all the state-run medias of Revital Whampoa begun celebrating their newfound relations with the Aranorian Confederacy. Similiar scenes from the Aranorian media were depicted -- officials from both countries shaking hands and smiling, stock markets rising greatly, and so on.

Such a high-profile, cross-planet diplomacy would not have gone unnoticed, of course. Words of this has spreaded far and wide across both planets, and this has aroused great attention from Pherith and Royalist Whampoa...





@BirdofParadise

Not long after news of Revital-Aranorian partnership spreaded far and wide, two other bands of otherworldly ambassadors soon made their way to Aranor.

One of the band, consisting of lighter skinned Chinese men in fancy brown uniforms, approached the Aranorian government. "Greetingsg, Aranorians. We are representatives from the State of Peiyang, and on the behalf of our Emperor Yuan Jinping and our nation, we sincerely ask for diplomatic relations and trade ties be established between two of our nations."

The other band, consisting of darker skinned Indians in majestic uniforms, also followed the Peiyangese. "A very good day to Aranor from India. We are ambassadors from the Republic of India, and we ask if the Aranor Confederacy is interested for diplomacy."



*** Fanixburg, Empire of Pherith ***

A youthful man was trekking along the hallway shone by the sunlight, together with two lovely ladies hugging his arms. He was dressed in a royal battlesuit, painted beautifully in elegant tints and shades of green. He turned into the huge window and stared at the golden skies. One of his ladies is an alluring elf, and the other one is a white serpentine gorgon.

"Ahh, the filthy Nazis of Aranor are finally up for a game." the youthful man sighed.
"Don't worry, my Tikiyachod... all will be fine and well... You are the great handsome ruler of an awesome empire. And you have us two loving ladies as well!" the serpentine gorgon comforted Tikiyachod with her soft words.

"Ahhhh......"
"Where is my true love...... Elisha, where are you?"

Tikiyachod promptly got slapped by both of the ladies, "Hey! Why do you keep on thinking about that lass? It has already been centuries ago, little Cakey!"

"But I... I still hold a special place for her within my heart--" A snake bit Tikiyachod fiercely on his face. It was one of the serpentine gorgon's hair snakes.

"Uhh... but well... I was reminded of h-her... and the academy... the happenings and shits in ages past..."

"Why do you keep thinking about her after many hundreds of years? What have we done wrong?" the elven lady cried in jealousy.

Tikiyachod shot a look at both ladies of his, and shook his head. He sighed, "Well, yes I do love Elisha a lot, but I still love you both regardless..."
Both of the ladies did not take his words kindly and snarled.

"O-okay, okay..."

"Anyways, I cannot let the Nazis and the fake Revitals take over the damn world. I must do something, before all would be lost. It's now or never," Tikiyachod said.

"Then why do you keep on thinking about that girl? C'mon, you have me, Azlariah, and Cadusa, the snake lady! C'mon, Cakemaster!" the elven woman, Azlariah, taunted him in a mocking tone.

"I honestly don't know, and s-she... she left a special mark on m-my history......" the great Cakemaster weeped as he recalled the sweet moments and sad tradegies of his past. It was such a rare sight to witness the Cakemaster himself crying.

"So, back to business... and no worries, later on we will go to our chamber and have some fun......" Tikiyachod flirtatiously whispered to his two ladies with a grin.
"So the Aranorian Nazis decided to go for the fake Revitals. Like how.... uhhh.... like how Elisha seemed to be really loving to that damned fuckboy...... I don't know! Ahhhhhh!"

"Anyways, we must stop the gangsters from growing big! Call the High Council over for a meeting!"

***

Moments later, inside a secure chamber...

"Cakemaster, what do you have in mind?" Tortesa, the living chocolate cake with a classy presence, asked.
"As you should know, the Aranorian Nazis have fallen in love with the so-called Revitals in Whampoa." Tikiyachod spoke chuckling uncontrollably. "And we must do something before they kiss and hold hands."

The entire room fell into chuckles and giggles as soon as Tikiyachod finished his lovely words.

"Listen, minions. I plan to send help to the troubled countries of Lanceline and Articia. I also want to bring them together into the Central Powers too. More friends, the merrier. A friend in need is a friend indeed." Tikiyachod continued.

"But my Cakey, I object because this will trigger their butthurt Nazism!"

Tikiyachod slammed his desk and screamed, "Are you a goddamn Social Justice Wankstain?!"

"This will send them into rage and bring us more foes!"

"For Elisha's sake, I won't ditch my friends for the sake of some butthurt Nazis and Mobsters! So shut the fuck up!"

Pherith then issued a public statement over the recent happenings. Tikiyachod has spoken his disappointment over the Aranorian Confederacy's "bad" choice. He has also announced more military aid for Lanceline, Articia and Royalist Whampoa. Pherith and Royalist Whampoa have also invited Lanceline and Articia to the Central Powers to resist the Aranorian regime. Four fleets of skyships and six fleets of seaships -- with plenty of anti-air weaponries -- were dispatched to cover Lanceline and Articia. Each Elias country will receive two fleets of air force and three fleets of navy.


@BirdofParadise @Paillan

Berthold held another rally in the glorious city of Klungsberg, the secondary and de facto capital of the Empire of Nanyang.

Tschan Berthold walked his way up to the stages amidst the great applause from the crowds. He turned to face the crowds with a smirk. "Ahem..."

"Brothers and sisters! Today, I, Tschan Berthold von Lenggong, am here for a speech to my fellow Whampoans!" roared Berthold as he rose up his tightened fist in a righteous fury.

"But today, I have grave news for all of my kins, and I hope you have heard of it. Another country has ditched our righteous Whampoan Reich and instead went flirting with the Revital bandits!" Berthold proclaimed in a solemn, but strong, tone. "How dishonorable and wicked is the faithless regime of Aranor! We are vehemently strong on our stance on maintaining our righteousness and world peace. And at the same time, I must reaffirm that we, the righteous Whampoan Reich and its folk, refuse to ever acknowledge any agreements made with the Revital regime! The Revital mob of bandits cannot be taken seriously as a representative of our righteous Whampoan homies!"

A round of strong applauses and cheers followed.

Berthold took a deep breath, and continued with tears flowing from his moist eyes. "The Revital mob is a traitorous syndicate within the Whampoan Reich, a mob that keeps on oppressing the Whampoan motherland and her children! These bandits are Amnoh and Kungtsan reincarnated and blended together as a huge menace! Those bandits loathe the republic as much as we do, but they rose through the very same republic that backstabbed Whampoa, while refusing our kingly sovereignty and carrying on the wicked tyrannies of the republic! As I speak, these faithless bandits are still oppressing our fellow Whampoan homies! And those Revital gangsters are shamelessly doing business with the Entente Powers, the Entente Powers that brought our nation to ashes in the first place!"

Another round of screams and claps from the crowds embraced Berthold.

"Even though those filthy bandits have taken over the Whampoan mainland; our true and righteous Whampoan Reich lives on elsewhere! We are still very alive and well in Taiwan, Nanyang, Lemuria and Mittelafrika! Ja, Homimun?"

"Ja, wakus Mahakaisar!"

"The righteous imperium in Klungsberg, is the only true representative to our millions of homies trapped in the mainland. We represent their shared cries of suffering and affliction, and we fully support them against the Revital syndicate! So, no matter how we look at it, whether from legal, humanitarian or natural perspectives, the Revital mob cannot take over our righteous seat within the international community!"

"We of the Whampoan nation prides ourselves on our traditions of justice and peace. Even though more and more regimes ditched us seeking to fuck the Revital gangsters, we shall still uphold our principles fighting for justice and peace in the world."

"Our Whampoan nation shares the same hope to befree our homies from the clutches of those faithless bandits! And this our aim shall be!"
"Wotei Wongpouian tak boleh berputus Asekan woteis! Kalau wotei berputus Asekan, wotei akan hilang Semue dan mati! (We Whampoans cannot let our hope wither! If we give up, we will lose everything and die!)"

Berthold screamed his heart out with tremendous passions, followed by rounds of claps and cheers from the high crowds. The crowds began to scream for the befreeing of their mainland too.

"Eradicate the Revital traitors!"
"Rescue our Mainlander homies!"
"Bring back the true Whampoa!"
"Amaterasu blesses Whampoa and the Mahakaisar!"

These were all the passionate words from the crowds.

"We have all the moral support, the army muscles and sufficient material fuel. With the hearts of our fellow homies in the whole world, the Whampoan Reich stands strong! We are definitely not a weakling dominated by the others, but we have here a great force to change and influence the fate of the entire friggin world! Have faith in ourselves! Sure, it might look grim and dangerous, but if we stand strong on our faith and courage, nobody can tremble our righteous fury!"

A sudden, piercing shriek was heard as something fell from the sky. It streaked fire behind it, the heat apparently not strong enough to destroy it as it entered the atmosphere. It slammed the ground, only about ten miles out of Kwongtsou's outer city limits. Dirt and debris shot up hundreds of feet into the air. A broadcast, in English, was sent out in a fifty-mile radius. Anyone who could decode it would hear:
"Unknown organisms sighted at 1500 hours. Fire base mobilized at 1505 hours. Casualties at 1530 hours: 99%. Onsite nuclear weapons detonated. Moon destroyed. Dropship launched. Target: Unknown." A loud beeping noise would play, and then a male's voice, hoarse and ragged, was heard.
"There's too many of them! Fall back to the bunker! Ice, you get in the pod! You've gotta get out of here! Spread the word to the Federation! Go, go, g-AGH!" The rest of the message consists of wet gurgles, gunfire, inhuman screeching, running, screaming, and chewing sounds. A robotic female voice sounds. "Message end. Message repeat."
The message repeats, all of its' gory detail available for dissection.

(Sorry for the rather rough reply, but I was quite tired at the time of writing, yet I do not want to keep you guys and gals waiting forever)

*alarms and sirens sounded as the unknown object came from the skies and hit the outer areas of Kwongtsou*
*naturally, such a meteor close to the capital of Revital Whampoa would not have gone unnoticed*
*of course aroused a lot of attention*
*also the meteor aligned with one Kuomintang Shintoist prophecy, too*

*the broadcast was heard of and then decoded*
*the Revitals were amazed it's spoken in English*
*the Revital regime sent its encoded reply to the site of impact, which could be decoded the same way*

"Greetings, stranger. You are now in the territories of the Whampoan Reich. The shuttle impact near our capital city has greatly aroused our attention. We are sending our homies right now for a visit."

@Paillan

Hold on, I want to add something to the press conference...

But I am too tired today sadly...
Just wait a little longer, can you? ^^

*alarms and sirens sounded as the unknown object came from the skies and hit the outer areas of Kwongtsou*
*naturally, such a meteor close to the capital of Revital Whampoa would not have gone unnoticed*
*of course aroused a lot of attention*
*also the meteor aligned with one Kuomintang Shintoist prophecy, too*

*the broadcast was heard of and then decoded*
*the Revitals were amazed it's spoken in English*
*the Revital regime sent its encoded reply to the site of impact, which could be decoded the same way*

"Greetings, stranger. You are now in the territories of the Whampoan Reich. The shuttle impact near our capital city has greatly aroused our attention. We are sending our homies right now for a visit."

Their sensors would show that the message was decoded, but no reply was sent out immediately. Instead, several minutes after the sensors showed it, a message played in the same female automaton voice: "Occupant unconscious. Repeat. Occupant unconscious. Severely wounded. Bring medical experts." The message emitted a loud beep, then simply played in repeat.
@Kuchenlein

It has been several days since the Vuar’uuk expeditionary force had arrive to this alien planet, but one would not know that by how much they have expanded within that time frame. The center of Nuthrix’s influence is still the cavern dubbed Y’quaa but expands far beyond that. Most of the land is forested which is ideal for the bulk of the Vuar’uuk are adapted for guerrilla tactics, observing unseen until an opportunity opens.

Many of the underlings are delegated to surveying the territory and pacifying the populace of a local town. With only a population barely above 60, word quickly spread throughout town of a mysterious creature and some of the livestock and villagers disappearing. Not many saw this creature but the few that did claimed the beast looked like a man standing 10 feet slouched with teeth bigger than any wolf and that it could jump over a house. With such a tale not many dared to venture far from their hamlet, though perhaps one might try to seek aid from some other village. Nuthrix cared little for what they did and would take no action against them unless they came near the cave. There was a ritual to prepare for and no one must disturb it.

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It is a dark and moonless night when Nuthrix was finally ready to start the ritual. There would only be a limited number of opportunities for this particular ritual as it required the star Aldebaran to be in the sky. Though it was cloudy Nuthrix could sense it somewhat like how birds could sense north. In the clearing of the forest, an observer would note 9 stone blocks about 3 yards by 3 yards by 3 yards long arranged in a V shape with the bottom most being decorated in bones. The other 8 each have a live human on top, no doubt kidnapped from the local village, bound in a red web like substance leaving them incapable of moving though it does not stop them from trying to struggle. With the Hive Priests ready, Nuthrix took his place on the decorated stone and drew his own blood.

After spilling a drop of blood on each of the 8 daggers, each of 8 Hive Priests took one and slowly made their way to one of the 8 other blocks while beginning a chant.

“Y'AI'NG'NGAHYAR’QUILH'EE-L'GEBF'AI THRODOGUAAAHH”

After repeating this a few times, they each stood over a human and began a new chant.

“Y’AI’NGOHYAR’QUIL’H’EE-A’GABB’AI THRODOGUAAAHH”

Two of the priests plunged their dagger deep into the human’s flesh, piercing the heart in order to extinguish their life as quickly as possible. The human’s efforts to struggle began to die as their bodies followed. As they died, their bodies evaporated into a red mist which traveled towards the center of the V shape. As it did, the clouds began to part revealing only one star and the ground shook slightly as if a very large predator was nearby.

YAR’QUIL EE’YANOK SHUGOTHH VORNOOTH’LAKI

With the incantation said, the Priests began their chant again, before sacrificing the next two humans. Their mass being added to the red mist, which now has a volume of about 10 cubic yards and slowly beginning to take a form.

YAR’QUIL EE’YANOK SHUGGOTHH VORNOOTH’ENOK

Again, the Priests chanted preparing to sacrifice two more. An observer might note at this point that it is unusually silent. Save for the chanting, no wind could be heard rustling leaves nor animals or insects, almost as if the world has gone silent. They would also feel a sort of aura of dread permeate through them, they would know what is happening is not for their benefit.

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*OOC: Anyone feel free to interact at this point or simply observe. I would like to note that there is a group of 15 Ghasts guarding the ritual ensuring outsiders do not interfere with the ritual.*

@Kuchenlein



By next week, it wasn't a surprise that war broke out between the Aranorian Confederacy and the the sovereigns of Lanceline and Articia. The trade agreement between the Confederacy and the Revital Whampoan Reich quickly changed the situation of both southern nations. They were visited, and invited by the Royalist ambassadors from the north, namely the Pherithian Empire. Without any delay, Lanceline agreed in joining the Central Powers and gladly accepted any aid against the hostile Aranorians.
Communications however, were slow in Articia. In the midst of a partial enemy blockade, they are having a hard time keeping up with the information that is being sent from Lanceline. But before the Aranorians invaded Lanceline prior a week ago, they made an alliance with Lanceline to fight against the Aranorians. Though it might take several days for their invitation to arrive with the Aranorians releasing a scaled assault.





@Kuchenlein



The capital embassy were having numerous meetings with delegates after the trade agreement with the Whampoan Reich, but they definitely received critics from "certain nations" just because of that treaty. However the embassy ignored, and even bashed them, for sticking their noses in the affairs of Elias and the Aranorian Confederacy.
Receiving words of hostile intent from these countries, such as the Pherithians of the mainland. Griffegus, in charge of homeland defense, are inspecting numerous sea routes in Elias, especially around the islands of Gryphthon the former capital island. Forming navy patrols in case they would try to aid the two nations from the south of Elias.

While on Erecellia, no doubt even the Raegalian Prime Minister and his united cabinet heard of the embassy's news. Though lack of a strong force, they however monitored Lanceline's eastern sea route.

@Kuchenlein - You have chosen to provide aid with Lanceline and Articia using Pherith. However, sending two sky fleets and three navy fleets in each nation would need you to choose a route in order to not meet up with Aranorian forces, unless you want to declare war against them in any case an actual direct encounter, or face consequences provided by that route:







The ambassadors from China were welcomed, and brought to the embassy to do their work. Arriving at a section of the Aranorian Embassy in Harebon. The Aranorian ambassadors greeted them evenly.

"Welcome visitors from Peiyang. What words shall we be exchanging today?" One of the ambassador asked.

For the Indians, they were also welcomed, and brought to another section of the embassy in Harebon.

"Greetings, visitors of Terra's India. What words of diplomacy may you be asking today?" One of the ambassadors said.
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@Lurking Shadow



"H-hey, stop messing with the coor-- shit!"

Suddenly, in a blink of an eye, two individuals appeared out of nowhere. As they fall down rolling on the dirt, the other one rose up and kicked the other who is lying on the ground.

"Damn bastard, how many times do I have to tell you!?" The guy covered in a rugged black cloak angrily yelled at the other one, who was also covered in a rugged cloak.

"Aw! sorry. But it's no fun if we just directly head for our destination, come on, how about we drink ourselves cooling some steam from that last job eh?" The other guy stands up, patting his cloaking from dirt and amusingly replied.

The latter sighed. "Fool. very well, the last one was irritating. But, drink?" He questioned.

"Aye. I should mention I changed our course to Terra. Best drinks around if you would agree, Crimson." The other answered happily.

"Right... I can think as much, the trees are familiar. Though it appears it had been... centuries since we last visited." Crimson, the one with the silver hair, analyzes the surroundings.

"Yeah. We don't know the exact location, so how about we split?" The other one, who is Edge, added.

"I don't think so. The moment my 'eye' slip from you, you're probably doing some sort of chaos again. That cannot happen." He faced Edge in an annoyed look.

"hehe... I smell blood." With Edge responding with his funny look shifting towards a serious one.

"Indeed." Both armed themselves in preparation. Edge partially draws his sword, the faint sound of steel can be heard, and Crimson putting his left hand inside the inner pockets of his coat, the sound of a trigger unlocked, seemingly drawing a gun.

They try to approach close to a certain area, smelling blood and an unholy aura. With intents to answer their suspicious guesses, only to check it out were their choices. What awaits them?

@Lasersquid112
Three teams of special operatives were dispatched over to the crash site. In addition, an extraction team was also brought along to excavate and examine the crash site.
The occupant was taken out from the crash site and then brought over to a tent. Not long after the occupant was taken away, the remains of the crashed object were then disassembled and collected.

With a blend of magik and science, the medics and the shamanistic Bomohmun healed the occupant. Tightly armored battlemages surrounded the tent as well, keeping a tight eye on the unknown personnel while awaiting for his awakening.




@Paillan

A Whampoan man, Mr. Aziz, stood up rising his hand, asking in a deep accent, "Gutentag, Peminpinen des Neubarats, ini Encik Aziz bagi Hariannye Warte. Apekah Pandangan andus terhadap Keadaani politik semase di Asia? Pernahkah Neubarat mencari Sekutukanen di Asia?" The man was wearing a classy ]Wongpounye Bazu alongside a proud Whampoan Pickelhaube.

The translator, also sporting his proud Wongpounye Bazu and Pickelhaube, said, "Good day, leaders of the New West. He askes for your opinion on the current political situation in Asia. He also askes if the New West tried to seek allies in Asia."

"Sheng for the daily Shan" a chinese woman speaks in perfect english "What is your stand in the current whampoan policy and oppresion of birth control rights?"

heavy rumor stirs the saloon. The moderator asks for order.

"As a woman that lost a child long ago, I ccan truly undestand the suffering that whampoa has pur you through. We have tried to stop their actions in many ways, but they can simply ignore our vetos and laugh at out diplomacy. It is our biggest failure and I deeply apologice for it" Helen responds moved

*Note : There is not really any Chinese in the roleplay world anymore, like there are no Romans in our real life present. The Whampoans are actually some strange Germanized Malay and Baiyue dudes. But the Peiyangese can be said as Chinese, regardless.

Mr. Aziz shook his head and shouted, "Eh! Zianganlah leitei semue mengkait semuenye Wongpoukan dengan Kongsii Konrads! Wotei benarnye dan setienye Wongpouien amat mengharga Nyawekan! Wongpou woteis yang benar, benarnye tak berbuat demikian! Itu Samsengmun Konrads berbuat demikian! (Eh! Don't you all associate all of Whampoa with the 'Konrad Gang'! We true and loyal Whampoans value life very much! The true Whampoa of ours, will do no such thing! Those are all the doings of the 'Konrad Gang'!)"

The entire saloon thenflooded in murmurs and shouts.

An uniformed Revital Whampoan casually spoke, "Our nation needs not to follow the wicked ways of Kungtschan. We value our nation and all our folk greatly, such an idea will never ever hold ground, especially not under the guidance of Revivalism! What makes you think we do such barbaric things?"

"Two Whampoan pigs are crying for love and affection!" Another Peiyangese reporter laughed whlist taking pictures of the screaming Whampoan, "Go back to your Kampung and cry!"

Mr. Aziz yelled angrily toward the offending Peiyangese reporter, "Ehh! Cakapkah lu tadi?! Lu Peiyangien biadab sangat! Kurangkah lu Aziar!? (Ehh! What did you say just now?! You Peiyangese are very barbaric! You are very rude!)"

The Revital Whampoan instead spoke calmly and nicely, "Eh, Homi! Zianganlah anda marah macam tadi! Silelah ziage Name Bangses woteis. (Eh, homie! Don't get angry like that! Please take good care of our nation's name.)"

Shortly afterwards, he turned to the other journalists and mockingly said, "Hey, have you guys witnessed the manners of those serving the feudal warlords? See, Whampoa cannot be great without Revivalism, Revivalism is the way of life."

"Calm down!" a voice shouted.
And the entire scene fell into a deathly silence, before the conference resumed.

Mr. Aziz calmed himself down but still shot a fierce glare at the Peiyangese, and also at the Revital as well.

"Jake for TV 1 English news" the journalist says "how capable do you think that the young whampoan empress is?"

"She is too you I am afraid. It's a good thing her father is still around to guide her, he has proven to be a wise man. She isn't a bad person, but she lacks experience and real life exposition" Helen responds

Some journalists burst out laughing at Helen's answer, and some others facepalmed unbelievably.

Mr. Aziz opened his mouth saucer-wide in befuddlement. While the Revital journalist, on the other hand, laughed out so hard in stitches.

Mr. Aziz stared at Helen confusingly and asked, "Apekah dimaksud Anda? Sebenarkah anda meruziuk kepade Bertholdi -- den Wongpounyen Mahakaisari dan Kaisari von Nanyang?"

"He is confused by your reply," the translator said, "He askes if you are actually referring to Tschan Berthold von Lenggong, the Whampoan Grand Emperor and the Emperor of Nanyang. And for your information, Nanyang's Berthold is not the father of Taiwan's Theresia, by the way."

"Father? What do you mean?" the Revital responded mockingly, "Oh, right. Feudal warlords are very well known for their shitty feuds and messy bloodlines."

"Amalie for French science magazine. There have been rumors of deep space findings, hospitable planets. Alien life. Portals to said planets. Do you confirm this rumors?"

"The space program has progressed, but slowly. Any of such kind of findings would be reported, in time" Guevara lied

As soon as Guevara finished, the Revital Whampoan journalist giggled.

"Huh, so silly." the Revital journalist spoke chuckling, "Slowly? Reported, in time? Hah! We glorious Whampoans have already ventured into other planets since a few centuries ago. Heard not of the Aranor-Whampoa relation a few days ago? Aranor is a great nation from another planet, the planet of Vestroya."




@BirdofParadise

The Aranorian conquest against Lanceline and Articia was already anticipated to break out, but the conquest began far sooner than Fanixburg expected. And it did caught Tikiyachod in surprise.

"What?!" Tikiyachod shouted in shock as news of the war reached his ears, "Damn, it fucking happened a lot sooner than it should have been!"
"Damned Nazis." the Third Cakemaster stomped his floor, "Waste no fucking time further for any face-saving shits... declare a fucking war now!"

"Ehh?!" Azlariah shockingly responded, "B-but... Tikiya, you okay? You seek for war?! In the midst of a great shit!?"
"I guess your ancient crush on her have driven you to madness, Cakey..." the serpentine Cadusa hissed mockingly.

"Ohh, if you love her so much, you know she loves chocolate and all those love and peace shits right?" Cadusa continued, "Well, I hate to say it... but think of your Elisha! How will she feel if she sees you warmongering?!"

"Hmmm......" the mentions of Elisha has silenced the Cakemaster very effectively.
"Hmm y-yeah..." Tikiyachod sighed and looked downwards, with rivers of tears starting to flow from his eyes. Tikiyachod was shivering as he struggled to make his choice.

"What should I really do... Maintain our peace with the Nazis... or go for a war right away, while the Nazis are very busy fighting others?" the Cakemaster asked himself. "Uhmm... Sometimes we have to sacrifice... not every moment is going to be full of love and flowers!"

All of a sudden, Tikiyachod stood up and yelled like a handsome ranter, "Sometimes we have to sweat and bleed!!! If we just let those rotten Nazi eggs run amok, one day those Nazis will find us! And the Nazis will grow very tough by then! So, no! We have to put an end to their Nazism, before any further shits happen!"

"But yeah, at first I am still going to sneak some minions to the back. But still, once our fleets have reached Lanceline and Articia, I'm going to declare a fucking war openly."

"Ah but my Cakey, I object because this will leave Whampoa exposed!" Tortesa objected as usual.
"I'm sure the Revitals won't fucking dare to fuck with True Whampoa! I don't give a damn!"



@BirdofParadise


The Pherithian embassy in Lanceline offered to warp the Lanceline elites to exile in Pherithian lands, should the situation worsened.

*

The initial reinforcements, consisting of two sky fleets and three naval fleets for each country, were still being sent sneakily. To avoid bringing any attention, the reinforcements went for the longer, but much safer, routes.

The reinforcements to Lanceline went for the alternative way, hopping all the way from Ospia's outlying waters to Hopen and then finally to Lanceline. Meanwhile, the reinforcements to Articia chose to pass through the Mesozian Ocean instead. When the Pherithians met with Griffegian blockade, the Pherithian personnel would say they came in peace while on their way to Glesureis.

At the same time, several smaller fleets, from Pherithian Glesureis in the far west, came sailing across the international date line to Lanceline and Articia, avoiding any confrontation with Aranorians on the way.


@BirdofParadise


Either the Pherithian fleets arrived successfully to Lanceline and Articia, or if both countries were on the verge of being overran.

Pherith would declare an open war against the Aranorian Confederacy.
Twelve naval fleets and eight sky fleets would be released to encircle the main islands Erecellia and Griffegus from afar. Once the encirclement is in place, or if attacked, the Pherithian fleets would commence assault.

The ambassadors from China were welcomed, and brought to the embassy to do their work. Arriving at a section of the Aranorian Embassy in Harebon. The Aranorian ambassadors greeted them evenly.

*Peiyang

"Welcome visitors from Peiyang. What words shall we be exchanging today?" One of the ambassador asked.

"We hope to establish diplomatic relations and trade ties with Aranor." the Peiyangese side replied.

For the Indians, they were also welcomed, and brought to another section of the embassy in Harebon.

"Greetings, visitors of Terra's India. What words of diplomacy may you be asking today?" One of the ambassadors said.

"Our nation is seeking to build up a relationship of mutual trade and exchange with Aranor." the Indian side responded.

@Lurking Shadow : Psst... @BirdofParadise had sent two guys to your location, just in case you overlooked it.



@Lurking Shadow
In the midst of their regular duties, a few soldiers and vehicles stumbled upon something feeling very strange...

"Suka blyat..." one of the soldiers swore, "Am I high on vodka? Why the fuck it feels so weird..."
"I smell some blood..."

"Let's check it out. Something's not right."
And so the troops carefully trekked their way closer to the ritual site... As they drew close, they felt more and more intense with their hearts racing and their bodies wet with sweat, even though it's very cold there in the Tsardom of Russia.

"Hey, you gotta look at this!"
"God save the Tsar!"

"Quick, quick, quick, gonna videotape this quick!"

The trembling troops then took out their gadgets and began recording the terrific scenes before their surprised eyes.

"Ahhhh!" a soldier screamed in panic and then clicked the camera. But the camera unleashed a flash of bright light, likely capturing the Hive Master's attention!

"Suka blyat! Oh no, what have you done?!"
"Shit!"

(snip)
Some journalists burst out laughing at Helen's answer, and some others facepalmed unbelievably.

Mr. Aziz opened his mouth saucer-wide in befuddlement. While the Revital journalist, on the other hand, laughed out so hard in stitches.

Mr. Aziz stared at Helen confusingly and asked, "Apekah dimaksud Anda? Sebenarkah anda meruziuk kepade Bertholdi -- den Wongpounyen Mahakaisari dan Kaisari von Nanyang?"

"He is confused by your reply," the translator said, "He askes if you are actually referring to Tschan Berthold von Lenggong, the Whampoan Grand Emperor and the Emperor of Nanyang. And for your information, Nanyang's Berthold is not the father of Taiwan's Theresia, by the way."

Woops my bad. Was referring to Ayashi, not the empress Theresia. I got confused. Think as if Helen fears that the emperor will die soon and that Ayashi will be too young to ascend, making Theresia full ruler.

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"Huh, so silly." the Revital journalist spoke chuckling, "Slowly? Reported, in time? Hah! We glorious Whampoans have already ventured into other planets since a few centuries ago. Heard not of the Aranor-Whampoa relation a few days ago? Aranor is a great nation from another planet, the planet of Vestroya."

"The press conference is over" Guevara responded angry at the comment of the journalist "Any propaganda spread in these room will not be tolerated" he pointed at the guards, who took the rest of the journalists out.

"Well that was quick"Hughes said entering the room claping "Good too see that our nice president has the same temperament as always"

"Hush Hughes"Helen said in a punishing tone "You know that the matters of the new planets are state secrets, and here we have some shithead journalist trying to reveal this. Are the revitals really that stupid? the people is not ready for the truth"

"I know... I've seen Alastorn... the barren wastelands... the darkness..." Hughes made a pause Vestroya on the other hand used to be a living Utopia..."

"Let us discuss earthly matters instead" Guevara said "We must plan our visiting of the inner country"

The Mysterious Meteor

@Lasersquid112
Three teams of special operatives were dispatched over to the crash site. In addition, an extraction team was also brought along to excavate and examine the crash site.
The occupant was taken out from the crash site and then brought over to a tent. Not long after the occupant was taken away, the remains of the crashed object were then disassembled and collected.

With a blend of magik and science, the medics and the shamanistic Bomohmun healed the occupant. Tightly armored battlemages surrounded the tent as well, keeping a tight eye on the unknown personnel while awaiting for his awakening.

The demons in Ice's mind hadn't gone away. In the years and years of his hypersleep, they had assailed him. Attacked him without mercy. No light had shown - all was darkness, darkness was eternity. But suddenly, light broke on the horizon. He didn't know how, he didn't know why, but his training in the Marines had told him - in hypersleep, run for the light.
The enemy was legion and he was running out of ammo. His mind only was so powerful. But he gathered up his willpower and charged the enemy. They were many, skittering and howling their rage at their foe. He brushed them off, firing without heed to his own safety. If he got to that light, the light of consciousness and escape from hypersleep and entry into the Materium, then the nightmare would be over. He crested the last bank before the light and leaped at it, eager to be reunited with his comrades and take up arms again to fight the ene-
He opened his eyes. This was not his drop-pod.
@Kuchenlein

“Ñeee, i’m tired of walking, where is the human city?” the monster collapsed to the ground and growling angry stay in the dirt for a while until her stomach growl too.

“I need to eat something” growling to the ground she decide to stand up and look for a prey.


After of follow some tracks our monster really hungry found a chicken nearby a river, the monster to hungry didn’t pay attention to the environment and decide to eat the whole chicken.

“meu Corinna! maldito animal você matou meu Corinna!” the monster got frightened with the voice of a villager and quickly run away leaving a puddle of blood were she killed the chicken hiding in the treetops with the leaves.

“Oh no, what have i done?” the frightened monster whisper to herself watching the scene.

“ajudar um monstro assassinado um meu galinha” the villager run to warn the other people about the monster

“O chupacabras este aqui atacando de novo!” another villager shouted.

Really soon all the people became scared and the panic took the small village, the villagers decided to make patrols in order to capture the chupacabras and fire with their primitive guns to any in the woods that move “suspiciously”

“OMG, how this go wrong so fast? i just kill one chicken” whispers scared of move the monster keep in her hidden place looking how everyone lost their heads.

“What the heck is a chucapavras anyway, how that thing makes them so scared?” the monster ask to herself.

“I’ll wait until night to look for some clothes and go away from this crazy humans” without moving the monster wait until night when the villagers calm down a little and the darkness could give her more options of movement.

In the shadows of the night the monster go to the small village and look for some clothes from the villagers houses very carefully, at this far she could took some underwear, a white t-shirt, a red hood, a white socks, a blue jean and keep everything in a backpack, the only thing that she need are shoes.

“Just one more thing and i could go, just one more” in the last house of the village she was searching for some shoes and when she finally found a pair of black converse that fit her foots a sudden light illumine her and in rush of adrenalin she jump, break a window and scape to the woods hiding again in the treetops.

“o chupacabras ele estava em meu lar! Isso esconde como um de nós” after all the villagers found that some clothes were missing they started to panic again, become untrustful of everyone and start to shoot to everyone causing a wave of murder in the village.

“F..k what have i done!?” scared the monster don’t dare to move or talk she just waited until the villagers decide to calm down.

A long night pass and the wave of murder decrease, the villagers that could scape start to warn the other villages and towns about this crisis and the horrendous chupacabras, every small village or town now are weary and scared of the chupacabras.

The monster in a strange mix of circumstances do what was created for...kill humans, the destiny has some strange ways to work.

The midnight of a new week, as the clock passes twelve. Within the Lanceline theatre, Lanceline's command centre was on full evacuation after the Raegalian's lightning attacks several hours ago. They took this chance to move quickly while the enemy was establishing their forward frontier. To their surprise however...

A Raegalian stratofighter dived from the skies, it was heading down vertically fast, quiet, and it dropped something down below the Lanceline command centre before it flew up again. The object that was dropped turned out to be a bomb, and exploded violently that decimated the entire base in flames.

It was then that the Lanceline army has fallen in disarray as their command lines are wiped out. By morning, the Lanceline western army has been routed after the pincer attack. The remnant army and paramilitary troops now awaits in the capital of Lire. Now to their shock, the Raegalian's messaged them peace. Yes, PEACE. They utterly took this as an insult. However, outside their capital. The Lanceline soldiers and survivors of the western army were sent back to their capital, wounded and left unarmed to walk several miles towards their city. The Raegalians told them that they will not attack anymore, however, they threatened them that any attempts of counterattacks would result in a full artillery saturation of the capital until nothing remains of it to repair.
Clearly for unknown intents, the Raegalians remained several miles outside the capital, strengthening their established frontier base. Numerous emplacements and self-propelled artillery dugged in, flying a white flag. And their skyfleet hovers miles above.

@Kuchenlein

Wary and suspicious, the city defenders remained vigilant, and prepared for counterbattery in case the Raegalians weren't true to their words. Several days, no sign of Raegalian attack, only from their scouting report that the Raegalian frontier is being strengthened. By the end of the week, still no signs of attack. By this time, the Pherithian aid had arrived at the capital. Grateful for the reinforcements, the Lanceline forces began to regroup.
However, the chain of command in the military have been wiped out. Sovereign officials were incapable of handling the armed forces. The Lanceline remnant leadership begged for the Pherithians to take command of Lanceline's army and retake their lands. If they do this however, would mean breaking the Raegalians "self-proclaimed peace", and the artillery saturation could happen. Doing it regardless, what would Raegalia have in stored for them.

In the Artician Front (Note: Happened in the same length as in Lanceline). The morning of the new week began, as the blitz continued.

Raegalian air raids devastated Artician outposts, ports and harbors from numerous islands. Griffegus ships battled poorly equipped Artician warships to defeat, whom were on constant attack from the Raegalian air attacks. As the island defenses softened, or even shattered. The moment was ripe for the 2nd Skyfleet's penetration.

The Artician mainland quickly found itself assaulted by the Raegalian's skyfleet, and a ground invasion force spearheading it. Their defenses were badly weakened by Griffegus navy bombardment and Raegalian air raids. This was easily pierced by the Raegalian's fast-moving armor units supported by aircrafts. Reaching their command centre which was already smoking. With a knife at their throats, Articia's wounded main army surrendered, and the capital fell to Raegalia.

While Raegalia was attacking the Artician mainland, Griffegus took care of any flanking attacks the Artician made. Articia had a strong navy, but never a ground force or air. Griffegus faced challenges against their fleet around the mainland. But when the capital fell, Articia surrenders itself to the Aranorian Confederacy. But the remains of their fleet did not intend to give up, and fought on the remaining southern islands resisting Griffegus fleet. Inevitably, their resistance faltered by Raegalian air attacks, pushed back towards Glesureis.

@Kuchenlein

By the time the Pherithian reinforcement came in Articia, it has already fallen to the Aranorian Confederacy. Arriving from the west, they were spotted by a Griffegus patrol group, a few kilometers before the Griffegus blockade fleet. They warned the rest of the occupying force in Articia before they came closer. Seeing the Pherithian flag, they warned them.

"Ahoy! Pherithian mainlanders! You're in the territory of Articia, a member nation of the Aranorian Confederacy! Continue your approach or we will be forced to fire a warning shot regardless of our situation. Continue to do so, and you will have declared war against Articia, and the whole Aranorian Confederacy." A loudspeaker voice came from one of the patrol group's three cruiser frigates.

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Articia's surrender led to its absorption into the Aranorian Confederacy. Its armies demilitarize or annexed. And the national leaders replaced by those who have been waiting to get their chance and supported by the Aranorian council. However, the occupied nation remained restless in the power-hungry Confederation. Contrast to Karastus' gladness to cooperate and join the Aranorians, the Articians were against being turned into one.

Raegalian and Griffegus military officers discussed.

"The plan has been going along nicely, however we are attracting a lot of competitors, especially from the mainlanders." Says one of the Griffegus.

"We are well aware of the Pherithians attempts on meddling with Elias' affairs. That's why we must annex Lanceline as fast as possible if Elias is to become one." A Raegalian said.

"Ah shite, I really hate these mainland dogs. Not that we can't handle them, but lest they fully intervene, we'll be the bad guys this time." Noah added a sigh. "Alright gentlemen. Our offensive on Lanceline shall be halted for the time being, give them a "peaceful message" if it's a must. The best thing we are to do right now is our forward frontier."

"Yes sir. But would they actually take this peace?" An officer asked.

"Unless they're stupid then they would. But their resistance are futile with their chain of command 'fully' wiped out. We need to deal with the royalist dogs right now, if I mention they closed their diplomatic relations with us right? So we can't declare war with them?" Noah says while pissed.

"*ahem* Yes we can still can, unofficially. But it would be unwise, as you have already said, Prime Minister." A Griffegus replied.

"Oh right." Noah amusingly followed, and added. "Well then, just in case, I call for a military meeting with the fifteen skyfleet admirals from northern Aranor."

*meeting ends*

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@Kuchenlein

The Aranorians agreed with both Peiyangese and Indian's trade agreements. They also asked what their relations with the Revital Whampoans are.

This aside, new trade routes opened, and like that of the Revitals, the economy strengthened for the Aranorians. This had great effects as well to Articia. With it being one of the Aranorian Confederacy, it was included in being open for trade, although its economy is still monopolize by the Confederacy.

OOC: Oh boy, I have alot to catch.

-- Somewhere in the Pacific.

Waves flows through the direction of the wind, making ripples throughout the vast sea. As the school of fishes swam through the depths, something disturbed the sea, causing the fishes swam away immediately and the waves were getting higher than before. A loud sound of explosion is heard before a second later something struck down into the sea. It was revealed to be a battleship sailing through the sea along with its smaller ships, destroyers.

The cannon of the battleship later faced towards out of nowhere before firing through the horizon of the Pacific as a large wave is occurred by its projectile. Many sailors were spectating the firing of the battleship, praising in applauds before being cut off by a man who's a higher-up for them.

"Good work, my men." the man applauds, "I think that's for our naval exercise."

That man is named Kitachi Hondurashu. He's the Field Marshal of the Empire of Japan, notably for his contributions in helping their fight against the foes a long time ago, showing his scar on his face as an evidence of his contribution. He's strict for wanting his men to be well-shaped for the war by performing an exercise, both physically and mentally. The one who failed to perform the exercise would only results him to fire the man. Not much known for his relationships or companions because he's only loyalty is to the empire and the emperor.

While the fleet were sailing back into their empire, Kitachi went a stood at the tip of the battleship, looking at the majestic view of the Pacific ocean. Later, he received a unknown phone call. Picking up his phone and answered it.

"Hello?" he said.
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"Heh, roger that." he smirked.

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While the empire is experiencing an economic boom, receiving a massive income, the government discussed about the Whampoan Royalist's threat over their sovereignty. Some discussed about having an alliance which parts of them agreed while others discussed about empowering their sovereignty through military means, which most criticize it due it would cost bigger manpower and resources, especially how the size of their empire is right now.

The emperor left out disappointed, as instead, they approach in having a diplomatic ties with other country in the future.

@Kuchenlein
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Naflhai

Nuthrix thought, sensing some humans approaching.

They can’t interfere now, if the ritual were to be interrupted at this stage…

But before finishing his thought, he directed his Ghasts to incapacitate them without bloodshed as their unpurified blood may taint the spell. Well, at least that was the plan before one of them left the camera flash on. While a flash is merely annoying to most, to the Hive Priests (which are adapted for dark environments) this sudden change in light is painful causing one of them to fumble and miss the sacrifice. This would prove disastrous, and with Nuthrix and the Hive Priests briefly were at varying degrees of shock.

The red mist in the center, which have been feeding off of the essence of the sacrifices, was now interrupted much like a blood vessel clotting and the heart is unable to pump blood. After a brief period of inactivity, the mist began to fluctuate wildly before condensing into a miniature storm with blood red clouds. While it lasted briefly, it was no less terrible and electrocuted the remaining sacrifices and a Hive Priest to death rather painfully before dissipating.

You ignorant humans made a mistake coming here…

Nuthrix communicated mentally

Interrupting a uln’vulgtm as demanding as this has dangerous effects, it was fortunate that it was relatively harmless this time around. Not that it matters much as I don’t intend for you to leave.

Sensing a change in Nuthrix's mood, the Ghasts altered their gait. Switching from intimidating (like a beast growling) to a more offensive charge. While the humans had the advantage of range, they did not get to make much use of it due to a combination of being outnumbered and fear. In the chaos, it was clear they needed to choose either fight or flight but the result was the same. After a few minutes it was still 15 Ghasts but the Humans fared poorly, being reduced to little more than several piles of discarded limbs and organs, some even being chewed on by a Ghast. Although one of them managed to elude his pursuers presumably with the camera as well. Time would tell is this would amount to anything...
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@BirdofParadise
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Meanwhile two other humans approached from the other side of the clearing, arriving just near the conclusion. The Ghasts moved to intercept with the same ferocity that doomed the earlier group before being stopped by Nuthrix.

They had only just arrived and have not done anything yet, plus he could sense… some sort of aura about them that gave him pause. He saw no reason to be aggressive at this time despite his bitter mood. He allowed the humans the chance to leave, but they foolishly interrupted the ritual and ruined a week of preparation. He will offer these humans a similar choice.

What do you hope to gain approaching this slaughter? There is little more here than death.

Nuthrix communicated, gesturing to the grisly remains of the soldiers.

These fools interrupted a ritual and paid for it with their flesh and blood. As long as you don’t repeat their mistake I won’t seek you any harm and you may proceed elsewhere. Now, unless you can offer me some humans to sacrifice I suggest you leave unless you would like to feel the strength in our bite...

Nuthrix then gestured to the Ghasts covered in gore. Most of them were waiting impatiently at his side, waiting for the command to attack. A few of them were hungrily gnawing on the marrow and sinews on human bones and fighting amongst each other for the scraps. While technically Ghasts did not need to eat, He felt it would help to sell the trouble they would face.

So? make your choice, anything to say?

Nuthrix waited for a reply

@Lurking Shadow

Both Edge and Crimson arrived at a "particularly usual" scene they always get, as they approached the eerie. Seemingly turning bloody as they glanced to some body remains of unlucky ones being chewed over by some "things". The rugged white-haired unlocks the trigger of his gun, and the other tightens his hat. Calm before their eyes the approaching wave of the creatures. Their ferocity came to a halt.

What do you hope to gain approaching this slaughter? There is little more here than death.

The voice both heard, they eagerly listened.

These fools interrupted a ritual and paid for it with their flesh and blood. As long as you don’t repeat their mistake I won’t seek you any harm and you may proceed elsewhere. Now, unless you can offer me some humans to sacrifice I suggest you leave unless you would like to feel the strength in our bite...

So? make your choice, anything to say?

Just by the sight, Crimson showed a pissed look as he raises his head. A pat on his shoulders and the whisper. "*Ahem* Let me handle this." Done by Edge himself as he approaches in front of the latter, pushing his sword back to its cover. He faces and answers the being before him.

"Our choice is we go on our own way." Edge answered politely and kindly, much to his negotiating-like tone. "But uhm, may I ask what you are doing... and hmm... why you need them sacrifices." He added, accompanied with some unnecessary hand gestures. Crimson sighed, and returned his gun back to his inner pockets.

OOC :

@Lorddiviness, here, behold the Cakemaster, for he has returned from his journey of school and romance... And sorry for the wait, hehe ^^

@Trackten, Ohh yes, I can totally feel you, boy. I have a lot to catch up and to reply as well...

@Lurking Shadow, it's time to lure the hivemind into the playground... "It's play time!" -- Brute

The demons in Ice's mind hadn't gone away. In the years and years of his hypersleep, they had assailed him. Attacked him without mercy. No light had shown - all was darkness, darkness was eternity. But suddenly, light broke on the horizon. He didn't know how, he didn't know why, but his training in the Marines had told him - in hypersleep, run for the light.
The enemy was legion and he was running out of ammo. His mind only was so powerful. But he gathered up his willpower and charged the enemy. They were many, skittering and howling their rage at their foe. He brushed them off, firing without heed to his own safety. If he got to that light, the light of consciousness and escape from hypersleep and entry into the Materium, then the nightmare would be over. He crested the last bank before the light and leaped at it, eager to be reunited with his comrades and take up arms again to fight the ene-
He opened his eyes. This was not his drop-pod.
@Kuchenlein

"Tengoklah! Deh Budak sudah bangun! (Look! This boy has waken up!)" said the voice of a man in a soft voice.
"Ahh, lamenye ni Tungguan... (Ahh, it was such a long wait...)" another man spoke in response.

As this otherworldly marine opened his eyes, he would find himself surrounded by strange Asian dudes in spiked helmets.

One of the men, an old serene man that seem to emit a presence of wisdom, approached the outlander calmly. "Greetings there, s-s-..."
He ran out of words and embarrassed himself. "Alamak! Wa tak pandai dalam Ingrishi. Apekah deh Kate bagi jatki Pendatangi dalam Ingrishi? (Shit! I am not proficient in English. What is the word for a newcomer in English?)"

"Uhhh... (Uhhh...)" a Battlemage in fancy armor replied, "Wa ingat dalam Ingrishi ade tu Perkatakan 'alien'... Tapi wa tak pasti ape Maksudkan ni Kates... (I recall there is a word 'alien' in English... but I am not sure of the word's meaning!)"

"Aha!" the old man smirked after getting help, "Greetings there, alien. We Whampoans say safely arrival to here, our Reich. But we must ensure you headly. (Greetings there, alien. We Whampoans welcome you here, in our Reich. But firstly we must identify you.)"

The old man continued with his broken English, but with some fancy flavors added in, "Spacely rockship yours fell from cosmos and hit soil close to Kwongtsou, nationally capital ours. (Your spacecraft have came crashing down from space and crashed on our lands close to Kwongtsou, our national capital.)"

"So, what happen? Why come down from cosmos in spacely rockship? Why heard the warlike screams from recording spaceship's yours? We want know how you come here, we also want know background yours and spacely rochship yours. (So, what happened? Why did your spacecraft came crashing down from space? Why are there screams of war from the recordings of your spaceship? We would like to know how you came here, and we are also curious of your background and your spacecraft.)"



@Lurking Shadow

They can’t interfere now, if the ritual were to be interrupted at this stage…

But before finishing his thought, he directed his Ghasts to incapacitate them without bloodshed as their unpurified blood may taint the spell. Well, at least that was the plan before one of them left the camera flash on. While a flash is merely annoying to most, to the Hive Priests (which are adapted for dark environments) this sudden change in light is painful causing one of them to fumble and miss the sacrifice. This would prove disastrous, and with Nuthrix and the Hive Priests briefly were at varying degrees of shock.

The red mist in the center, which have been feeding off of the essence of the sacrifices, was now interrupted much like a blood vessel clotting and the heart is unable to pump blood. After a brief period of inactivity, the mist began to fluctuate wildly before condensing into a miniature storm with blood red clouds. While it lasted briefly, it was no less terrible and electrocuted the remaining sacrifices and a Hive Priest to death rather painfully before dissipating.

"Suka blyat! Look what your camera has d-d--"
"Arrghh!!!"

You ignorant humans made a mistake coming here…

Nuthrix communicated mentally

"Mommy!"
"What the fuck? Am I hearing voices in my head?"
"You- we must be too high on our vodkas!"

"W-what do you mean, creature?!"

Interrupting a uln’vulgtm as demanding as this has dangerous effects, it was fortunate that it was relatively harmless this time around. Not that it matters much as I don’t intend for you to leave.

As Nuthrix whispered through the minds of the humans, the humans also recited what they heard from their minds. But suddenly, a massive fear struck their very hearts and souls.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Sensing a change in Nuthrix's mood, the Ghasts altered their gait. Switching from intimidating (like a beast growling) to a more offensive charge. While the humans had the advantage of range, they did not get to make much use of it due to a combination of being outnumbered and fear. In the chaos, it was clear they needed to choose either fight or flight but the result was the same. After a few minutes it was still 15 Ghasts but the Humans fared poorly, being reduced to little more than several piles of discarded limbs and organs, some even being chewed on by a Ghast. Although one of them managed to elude his pursuers presumably with the camera as well. Time would tell is this would amount to anything...

The humans would try to fight with massive gunpowders and martial arts, but ended up failing miserably, with only one human surviving the encounter...

The lone survivor fearfully rushed for his jeep and dashed away as fast as he could.



@Lorddiviness

Pherith has been seeking for more trade partners and perhaps even new allies, as the storms of war are now brewing. One particular small, but fancy and advanced organization, has caught the attention of Tikiyachod. And yep, it was the Volcron Initiative.

Tikiyachod was very impressed by the Volcron Initiative's marvelous techs and also the society there. There was no slavery, but there still were many followers faithfully serving a master and these followers were well-treated in return. Tales of Volcron's love story with Risaya, along with rumors of Volcron's ties with the Akastenix Family, has only served to ignite his interest even more.

And so, Tikiyachod conjured a solid, marked illusion of himself and headed to the north, toward what was once the lands of Eiramond. And he was accompanied by seven other Pherithian elites.

"Greetings there, I am Tikiyachod, the Emperor of Pherith and the Third Cakemaster. I am seeking for an audience from Volcron Akastenin, the Head Felgineer of the Initiative."



@BirdofParadise


The Pherithians gladly helped the Lanceliners regroup and reinforce. Besides that, they have also brought along quite an impressive number of skyships and battlemages as well. Anticipating any sudden attacks from Aranor, the Pherithians quickly built six force field generators, conjuring a shield blanketing most of the free Lanceliner lands from hostile artillery.

Afterwards, the Pherithian agreed to take the lead of the Lanceliners with pleasure.

***

By the time the Pherithian reinforcement came in Articia, it has already fallen to the Aranorian Confederacy. Arriving from the west, they were spotted by a Griffegus patrol group, a few kilometers before the Griffegus blockade fleet. They warned the rest of the occupying force in Articia before they came closer. Seeing the Pherithian flag, they warned them.

"Ahoy! Pherithian mainlanders! You're in the territory of Articia, a member nation of the Aranorian Confederacy! Continue your approach or we will be forced to fire a warning shot regardless of our situation. Continue to do so, and you will have declared war against Articia, and the whole Aranorian Confederacy." A loudspeaker voice came from one of the patrol group's three cruiser frigates.

"What?" the Pherithian fleet responded with a loudspeaker of their own, "Since when did Articia become a member of the Aranorian Confederacy?!"
"Articia was fighting against the Aranorian Confederacy, no? Is this a puppet regime of some kind? We await your response. We kindly ask you to prove that Articia voluntarily joined your confederacy, without any military or economic pressure."

...
...

***

Pherith issued an ultimatum to the Aranorian Confederacy, demanding the Confederacy secede from Articia and Lanceline, while also restoring Articia to an indepentent nation. It was also said that the Articians were forced against their will to kneel down before a puppet regime backed by military might. Otherwise, Pherith has expressed its intent to go for a war and put an end to its "Nazism".

The Aranorians agreed with both Peiyangese and Indian's trade agreements. They also asked what their relations with the Revital Whampoans are.

This aside, new trade routes opened, and like that of the Revitals, the economy strengthened for the Aranorians. This had great effects as well to Articia. With it being one of the Aranorian Confederacy, it was included in being open for trade, although its economy is still monopolize by the Confederacy.

The Peiyangese and the Indians expressed their pleasure and anticipation, upon hearing Aranorian response.

"Our relations with the Whampoan Reich are going not too warm, but not too cold either. It is somewhere in the middle, with some cooperation and silence. We are generally normal trade partners with Whampoa, sometimes we work together but sometimes we have conflicts of interest with Whampoa." replied the Peiyangese diplomatic team.

With the entrance of Aranorian presence in Peiyang and India, the economy in these two nations greatly flourished and thrived. The sudden spike of interactions and trades across both planets of Earth and Vestroya, has also greatly pushed the world economy and culture as well.

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@Lorddiviness

Pherith has been seeking for more trade partners and perhaps even new allies, as the storms of war are now brewing. One particular small, but fancy and advanced organization, has caught the attention of Tikiyachod. And yep, it was the Volcron Initiative.

Tikiyachod was very impressed by the Volcron Initiative's marvelous techs and also the society there. There was no slavery, but there still were many followers faithfully serving a master and these followers were well-treated in return. Tales of Volcron's love story with Risaya, along with rumors of Volcron's ties with the Akastenix Family, has only served to ignite his interest even more.

And so, Tikiyachod conjured a solid, marked illusion of himself and headed to the north, toward what was once the lands of Eiramond. And he was accompanied by seven other Pherithian elites.

"Greetings there, I am Tikiyachod, the Emperor of Pherith and the Third Cakemaster. I am seeking for an audience from Volcron Akastenin, the Head Felgineer of the Initiative."

@Kuchenlein
Tikiyachod arrived at one of Volcron's mining facilities, populated by an entirely mechanical populace.

At first, the guarding droids were startled but after hearing Tikiyachod's word, seemed to calm down.

Tikiyachod would be approached by 5 intimidating larger-than-human size green mechanical behemoths(Decimatrons).
In a deep echoing voice, the one foremost started
"Tikiyachod of Imperial Pherith, your audience with Volcron Akastenin has been approved by himself. He has dispatched a special escort en route to this facility. Please wait for a while.."

As it's words were ending, a large hovering aircraft(Aeontron), escorted by smaller crafts(Strafertrons) and a single medium sized ship(Transportron) warped in above the facility.
The medium sized ship landed and opened a large iron ramp.
Out walked several organisms with large green armor crackling with energy(Citadelguards) and carrying ballistic and energy weapons. Some were clearly human, some orc, some dwarve and some of other lesser races. What was astounding was that there was near equal numbers of genders present there.
The Captain(A lizardman) walked up and greeted the emperor.
"Greetings, Emperor Tikiyachod. I hope our guards didn't give you any troubles... although Lord Volcron was quite uneasy about an emperor coming himself on foot to see him until he sensed you were a conjuration... Well, best not to keep wasting time..."
He stepped sideways and signaled to the Transportron.
"After you" he continued.

"Tengoklah! Deh Budak sudah bangun! (Look! This boy has waken up!)" said the voice of a man in a soft voice.
"Ahh, lamenye ni Tungguan... (Ahh, it was such a long wait...)" another man spoke in response.

As this otherworldly marine opened his eyes, he would find himself surrounded by strange Asian dudes in spiked helmets.

One of the men, an old serene man that seem to emit a presence of wisdom, approached the outlander calmly. "Greetings there, s-s-..."
He ran out of words and embarrassed himself. "Alamak! Wa tak pandai dalam Ingrishi. Apekah deh Kate bagi jatki Pendatangi dalam Ingrishi? (Shit! I am not proficient in English. What is the word for a newcomer in English?)"

"Uhhh... (Uhhh...)" a Battlemage in fancy armor replied, "Wa ingat dalam Ingrishi ade tu Perkatakan 'alien'... Tapi wa tak pasti ape Maksudkan ni Kates... (I recall there is a word 'alien' in English... but I am not sure of the word's meaning!)"

"Aha!" the old man smirked after getting help, "Greetings there, alien. We Whampoans say safely arrival to here, our Reich. But we must ensure you headly. (Greetings there, alien. We Whampoans welcome you here, in our Reich. But firstly we must identify you.)"

The old man continued with his broken English, but with some fancy flavors added in, "Spacely rockship yours fell from cosmos and hit soil close to Kwongtsou, nationally capital ours. (Your spacecraft have came crashing down from space and crashed on our lands close to Kwongtsou, our national capital.)"

"So, what happen? Why come down from cosmos in spacely rockship? Why heard the warlike screams from recording spaceship's yours? We want know how you come here, we also want know background yours and spacely rochship yours. (So, what happened? Why did your spacecraft came crashing down from space? Why are there screams of war from the recordings of your spaceship? We would like to know how you came here, and we are also curious of your background and your spacecraft.)"

He narrowed his eyes, looking at the man speaking broken Common, scrutinizing him with his piercing green eyes. He reached up and depolarized his visor, then looked around. He thought it wise to not raise the visor itself, and looked back to the man speaking Common. Speaking to himself, he said, "Activate language translator and compiler." If any hearing augmentation had been done to any of the men nearby, they could hear him, but only as a whisper. If not, then he was just moving his lips soundlessly. "Log one-five-two-nine. Drop-pod crash-landed on unknown planet. Communications link dead. Sentient life observed - presumably humanoid." He activated his in-suit external audio recording log so that this conversation would be recorded. "End log." He turned on the external speakers, allowing his suit to project his voice to the outside world (a combat suit of the make he was wearing is airtight, meaning it has its own atmosphere. The suit deadens sound, and the only way for someone inside to hear from outside is from a communications link or external audio feed, and the only way for someone outside the suit to hear is through enhanced hearing or external speakers) and read over what the suit had prepared for him. Although his suit's external audio feed had been deactivated so he wouldn't have to hear the all-consuming roar of the drop-pod's engines in hypersleep, the suit had read the man's lips, collected a basic meaning of his wording, and translated it to Common. He thought it prudent now to repolarize his visor since he was on an alien planet and then spoke. "I crash-landed here. I was... I am a Confederate Marine. It'd be appreciated if you returned my C-16 now." He pointed to the disconnected C-16 Mutilator rifle, lying disconnected on a nearby table.
@Kuchenlein