The Encanate, The Corpocrats, The Long-Robbed
"If I could go back... I would apologize to them. I would try and tell them why we did what we did, but I'm not sure they'd even understand and I'm not sure they'd forgive us if they realized the truth. I don't know if I would ever forgive us. We purchased the rights to their world from a government that barely recognized the natives as sentient. We put them in chains to cut down labor costs. We twisted their culture and beliefs to make them "ideal workers". We stripped their planet bare and encased it in iron to increase output. We dumped a hundred years of waste and told them to sort out our trash like it was an honor. They barely understood what happened to them.
They may still live and walk but make no mistake, we destroyed a nascent culture, just to turn a profit. Anything they could have been, we blocked off by our own hands and made them thank us for it. Whatever tongue they speak is the one we taught them from an employee handbook. I don't even know if they realize their new "gods" are just the C-Suite on some distant planet that's only ever seen them as numbers on a report. If there is a god out there in the universe, I pray that they can undo the generations of damage we have done here. I pray that they can still find their own path instead of being forced on the one we made them. And I pray that they will remember who they were."
Overview
The Zaevastd Encanate is a young, active empire who reaches into the stars on behalf of their Rae'jonel Director and their gods, the Seeyo and the Shar-Haudars. Following ancient prophecies of "the Great Merger" and bolstered by ancient caches of advanced technology, they acquire systems and territories with great zeal. All so they may face the "Fezkal'Ayer", or "Great Review", before their gods with pride. For guided by the Invisible Hand, surely they have a great destiny amongst the stars!
Despite their bluster, none amongst their ranks know of their true origins. A tragedy where every aspect of their being and culture, down to even the name of their species and planet, has been scrubbed away by corporate overlords they barely understood in their primitive past. Rationalizing them as gods, they followed every directive and order in the hopes of achieving a paradise that never came. Even after Zaevastd Omnidynamics left during the collapse of the Yrrani, they followed ancient directives and corporate memos, calcifying their misunderstandings into a theology.
Believing they must adhere to "Amplohee Corporate Standards", they ruthlessly purged any heretical thought and monument they found, entirely unaware of what they were really destroying. But the discovery of advanced technology, left behind by Zaevastd Omnidynamics or other powers, propelled their young civilization into the stars, following ancient schematics and designs perfectly laid out to them by their gods in mockery of what other civilizations might recognize as trade ships and corporate campuses. Yet Zaevastd fervently denies these claims, absolutely believing them to be divine works. Any sign or anyone that contradicts the truths of the Amplohee Handbook is seen as only a test of faith to be rejected, refuted, and disregarded.
Zeavasted Omnidynamics is long dead, burned in the fires of the fall. Yet their great shame and unwanted scions march on.
Government: Divested Synergistic Executivism (Theocratic Neo-Feudal Autarcy)
Capital: Rae'jonel Aedquadihers (aka Rae'jonel)
Demographics: Majority Amplohee
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