It was dawn this time, at least as much of dawn as it could be. The dark mist that tinted the sky black gave way to he growing light, allowing the dark form of the UN's kensai to be seen as ecliptic dots in the sky. They moved slowly towards Shard 4 like ghosts in the sky, the face of the killers unknowingly obscured.
Arina si Kasezia moved down the palace hallway, proceeding towards the 'war room'. It was merely a conference room, but while the government of the Arlanian Empire was being created, it had gained multiple uses. The Lords and Guardians that could be present were already seated.
As she pushed the door open, Arina was announced by the post just inside the room, the young voice contrasting with the ones she was used to.
“Announcing Arina sor'imperia Kasezia, Queen of the Arlanian Empire. All rise,” the voice commanded, breaking slightly and showing the boy's youth. The Lords and Guardians rose as the large screen across the table of the room came to life. It was a video of herself in the war room, as she was broadcasting to the soldiers about to fight the attacking UN forces.
Before she began, Arina waved her hand to seat her subordinates, while she stood like a noble statue.
“Today is a black dawn - the UN has chose to test our conviction and our will to protect our tradition - and this is what is going to triumph. Your actions will preserve beyond the times, forever within my heart and forever within the hearts of the Arlanian Empire. Today, you become Immortal. Today, you show your true character – your true Gift.”
Loud cheers could be heard broadcast back, Arina getting a smile from the reaction. She gave a nod and the screen blackened, leaving her in silence with her generals. With another nod she exited the room, leaving the Lords in charge of the operations.
As the UN forces closed in on Shard 4, the Arlanian Empire's kensai squad rose upwards to meet them. The distance began to close more and more rapidly...
The world is divided - as divided as Arla was from Earth. The war between the Arlanian Empire and the UN is only a haunting shadow of the past...
The original war began nearly 200 years ago, shortly after the Great Rift. The separation between the two worlds was torn, shattered by the influence of each upon the other. Originally it was harmless – a portal between the two worlds.
The two drastically different cultures mixed, often causing a violent reaction on both sides. Arla, lacking a true military force on par with the various groups on Earth, were forced to use magic against the opposition. While it stopped the individual fights, it sparked the war. Many were jealous of the Arlanian's ability to manipulate what was around them. Many wished to eliminate this by any means. The Arlanians, equally displeased with the situation sought a way to restore their true homeland.
Of course, it was never that simple. The rift was too large for any magic to destroy, not even Ara, who possessed magic that rivaled those of the Four. The attempt to close the rift, not only by the Arlanians, but by those of Earth, agitated the rift. The growth rate increased exponentially.
The period became known as the Merging, a deceitful name to make the history seem less violent. The Merging was actually a time of great conflict, the two worlds unable to occupy the same physical space as each other. They both shattered upon pressure. Many people died and much of the land mass of both worlds was lost forever into the void of space. Ara, who had not the power to close the rift, still had the power to save both worlds.
During the merging Ara drained all of she could from Arla, not only to protect it, but to protect everyone. The magic she used permeated everything, protecting it from the violent clutches of space. The two cores froze into spheres of metal, with gyrating metal rings flowing around them. She saved the concepts of both worlds – she saved the night and day, the rain, the moon, and the most importantly.... the people. She could not save everyone, and despite what she sacrificed on that day – she was branded as an enemy.
As the new world began, there was a temporary time of peace. Both sides, heavily wounded from the Merging were forced into submission by their own folly. A temporary, old symbiotic relationship ensued. The Arlanian's magic was now used in conjunction with the advanced technology of the Earth. Metal tendrils reached out from each shard, each a walkway to another. It showed the true unification of both worlds.
Gardens were planted, the shards connected, and Ara was able to watch as a new, almost more Utopian world was created. However, it was short lived.
Memories rarely die and the most haunting ones have the habit of returning with the smallest of prompting. The conflict that destroyed the 32nd Shard, less than 20 years ago, brought memories that were never meant to return. The violent fight killed all of those on that shard, regardless to what side they were on. Of course, neither side saw it that way.
Protests erupted on the other shards, demanding that magic be destroyed or controlled. The UN, formed by the various new nations that had formed after the merging, took this as a prime opportunity to take control over all of the shards. The Arlanians, vastly outnumbered, watched in horror as the Controlled Information Act was passed. This gave the UN the power to set up a new agency to control nearly everything – the magic, the written word, and many of the freedoms that both sides had taken for granted.
The CIA grew in power, the people pleased with the initial progress. The Great Library, the main project of the CIA was built to house the information taken from the Arlanians – mostly their spellbooks. The CIA soon became the true face of the UN.
It is unknown how it truly happened, but Ara was killed. Murdered by someone who wish for everything to end. As she laid dying, she released the power she had over the world, once again saving it from itself. The spell that maintained the world would live on, she joining the stars and the Four to watch over her people.
However, the pieces that were Arla began to produce a crystal like substance. It was years after it was discovered that a use could be made out of it. The UN, in an attempt to finally gain supremacy, created the CRS, a reactor that use the created crystals as a power source. What truly made them up is unknown, but the potent power was clearly displayed by the UN's new weapons – the kensai. Some Arlanians, who were powerful enough to maintain their magic, were now forced to fight with creations on their level.
Arina Emutato, the only Arlanian with enough blood to revive the royal ways, took the name Arina si Kasezia at request to her supports and formed the Arlanian Empire not more than 4 years ago in order to protect all of those that she felt would be persecuted by the UN. Using the magic that she could still tap into, Arina and her small force were able to take full control over 3 shards and truly formed the beginnings of an Empire.
With small conflicts between the UN and their kensai, they were eventually able to gather enough resources to create their own version from the captured models in battle. This put them, once again, on par with the larger UN. And this, is where the true conflict lies.
Light erupted from both sides as shots were fired. Like fireflies they danced in the sky, brilliant colors flickering against the brightening sky. The victor of it did not matter. Like Ara's spell that kept the world in a perpetual state, the war would remain even if the battle was one by a single side. It was nearly a spell of its own, one that desperately needed to be broken.
Arina si Kasezia moved down the palace hallway, proceeding towards the 'war room'. It was merely a conference room, but while the government of the Arlanian Empire was being created, it had gained multiple uses. The Lords and Guardians that could be present were already seated.
As she pushed the door open, Arina was announced by the post just inside the room, the young voice contrasting with the ones she was used to.
“Announcing Arina sor'imperia Kasezia, Queen of the Arlanian Empire. All rise,” the voice commanded, breaking slightly and showing the boy's youth. The Lords and Guardians rose as the large screen across the table of the room came to life. It was a video of herself in the war room, as she was broadcasting to the soldiers about to fight the attacking UN forces.
Before she began, Arina waved her hand to seat her subordinates, while she stood like a noble statue.
“Today is a black dawn - the UN has chose to test our conviction and our will to protect our tradition - and this is what is going to triumph. Your actions will preserve beyond the times, forever within my heart and forever within the hearts of the Arlanian Empire. Today, you become Immortal. Today, you show your true character – your true Gift.”
Loud cheers could be heard broadcast back, Arina getting a smile from the reaction. She gave a nod and the screen blackened, leaving her in silence with her generals. With another nod she exited the room, leaving the Lords in charge of the operations.
As the UN forces closed in on Shard 4, the Arlanian Empire's kensai squad rose upwards to meet them. The distance began to close more and more rapidly...
The world is divided - as divided as Arla was from Earth. The war between the Arlanian Empire and the UN is only a haunting shadow of the past...
The original war began nearly 200 years ago, shortly after the Great Rift. The separation between the two worlds was torn, shattered by the influence of each upon the other. Originally it was harmless – a portal between the two worlds.
The two drastically different cultures mixed, often causing a violent reaction on both sides. Arla, lacking a true military force on par with the various groups on Earth, were forced to use magic against the opposition. While it stopped the individual fights, it sparked the war. Many were jealous of the Arlanian's ability to manipulate what was around them. Many wished to eliminate this by any means. The Arlanians, equally displeased with the situation sought a way to restore their true homeland.
Of course, it was never that simple. The rift was too large for any magic to destroy, not even Ara, who possessed magic that rivaled those of the Four. The attempt to close the rift, not only by the Arlanians, but by those of Earth, agitated the rift. The growth rate increased exponentially.
The period became known as the Merging, a deceitful name to make the history seem less violent. The Merging was actually a time of great conflict, the two worlds unable to occupy the same physical space as each other. They both shattered upon pressure. Many people died and much of the land mass of both worlds was lost forever into the void of space. Ara, who had not the power to close the rift, still had the power to save both worlds.
During the merging Ara drained all of she could from Arla, not only to protect it, but to protect everyone. The magic she used permeated everything, protecting it from the violent clutches of space. The two cores froze into spheres of metal, with gyrating metal rings flowing around them. She saved the concepts of both worlds – she saved the night and day, the rain, the moon, and the most importantly.... the people. She could not save everyone, and despite what she sacrificed on that day – she was branded as an enemy.
As the new world began, there was a temporary time of peace. Both sides, heavily wounded from the Merging were forced into submission by their own folly. A temporary, old symbiotic relationship ensued. The Arlanian's magic was now used in conjunction with the advanced technology of the Earth. Metal tendrils reached out from each shard, each a walkway to another. It showed the true unification of both worlds.
Gardens were planted, the shards connected, and Ara was able to watch as a new, almost more Utopian world was created. However, it was short lived.
Memories rarely die and the most haunting ones have the habit of returning with the smallest of prompting. The conflict that destroyed the 32nd Shard, less than 20 years ago, brought memories that were never meant to return. The violent fight killed all of those on that shard, regardless to what side they were on. Of course, neither side saw it that way.
Protests erupted on the other shards, demanding that magic be destroyed or controlled. The UN, formed by the various new nations that had formed after the merging, took this as a prime opportunity to take control over all of the shards. The Arlanians, vastly outnumbered, watched in horror as the Controlled Information Act was passed. This gave the UN the power to set up a new agency to control nearly everything – the magic, the written word, and many of the freedoms that both sides had taken for granted.
The CIA grew in power, the people pleased with the initial progress. The Great Library, the main project of the CIA was built to house the information taken from the Arlanians – mostly their spellbooks. The CIA soon became the true face of the UN.
It is unknown how it truly happened, but Ara was killed. Murdered by someone who wish for everything to end. As she laid dying, she released the power she had over the world, once again saving it from itself. The spell that maintained the world would live on, she joining the stars and the Four to watch over her people.
However, the pieces that were Arla began to produce a crystal like substance. It was years after it was discovered that a use could be made out of it. The UN, in an attempt to finally gain supremacy, created the CRS, a reactor that use the created crystals as a power source. What truly made them up is unknown, but the potent power was clearly displayed by the UN's new weapons – the kensai. Some Arlanians, who were powerful enough to maintain their magic, were now forced to fight with creations on their level.
Arina Emutato, the only Arlanian with enough blood to revive the royal ways, took the name Arina si Kasezia at request to her supports and formed the Arlanian Empire not more than 4 years ago in order to protect all of those that she felt would be persecuted by the UN. Using the magic that she could still tap into, Arina and her small force were able to take full control over 3 shards and truly formed the beginnings of an Empire.
With small conflicts between the UN and their kensai, they were eventually able to gather enough resources to create their own version from the captured models in battle. This put them, once again, on par with the larger UN. And this, is where the true conflict lies.
Light erupted from both sides as shots were fired. Like fireflies they danced in the sky, brilliant colors flickering against the brightening sky. The victor of it did not matter. Like Ara's spell that kept the world in a perpetual state, the war would remain even if the battle was one by a single side. It was nearly a spell of its own, one that desperately needed to be broken.