King James I recieves a text message:
"Hey uhh.. Weird to text the king...
So Absolustan answered, they say they want to de-escalate."

King James calls a meeting with a Besernian representative to discuss further happenings.

"Maybe embarassing yourself is an Earamian thing..."
-StoicMetoik, 4:02 PM, 17/04/2022

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The call does not pass through. Nobody from the other side picked up the phone. The call for the meeting never passed.

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Far from Eareamian shores, on the other side of the planet, an admiral and his fleet waits.

On this fleet, the Royal fleet, lay 2 sailors: Märcoz and Bëod. Both best friends. Both, about to attack The Throne.
About 100 miles offshore, the station bells are rung in all ships. The fleet was at first, supposed to stop in Besern, yet it didn't.

"Boy, crazy we're gonna go to war, eh?" says Bëod.
Märcoz replies "Would rather not. but what can ya do. They fired the first shot. We're sailors, our duty now is to bombard their coast. Just man your gun and shut it for now, bro."
"Gotcha." answers Bëod, sadenned that he isn't seeing the adventures of TV.

The fleet has just entered Absolustan waters. Passing by the island, they're close to The Throne.
And then, they arrive.
The order is given: "Line weapons. FIRE!... FIRE!... FIRE!..."

Märcoz scrambles to aim his shots, while Bëod loads. The coast bombardment is here.
"DUDE, LOAD, I'M OUT!" screams Märcoz.
"I'VE GOT NO MORE AMMO-"
Something's hit their ship. Luckily, it was a dud. For now, the ships retreat. They sneak into Besernian waters, then international ones.
For now, they dock in Besern.

"Maybe embarassing yourself is an Earamian thing..."
-StoicMetoik, 4:02 PM, 17/04/2022

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Eareamian troops have reached the border with Absolustan. All are preparing for an invasion, while King James prepares for a speech.
"Through provocation comes war. Through war with allies comes war. We are at war. We have declared war on Absolustan.
Not only to defend our allies, but ourselves. We never wish to come to this, yet here we are.
For now, I am safe. So is my parliament. All involved parties have Weapons of Mass Destruction. We have agreed, however, not to use them.
For now, the goal in sight is The Throne. Toppling their dictatorship. This proves retalliation."

"Maybe embarassing yourself is an Earamian thing..."
-StoicMetoik, 4:02 PM, 17/04/2022

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The ferry to Rungenbouen arrives. Adalard is seen waving at Kaila.

"Alpha Juliet Charlie 09, Come with me," he whispered once he approached Kaila when she disembarked the ferry.

She was led to his house, where she was dressed as a private with a stolen uniform.

She was then led to a military base near the port of Rungenbouen.

On bold letters, with the door open, read the following.

"7th Rungenbouen Camp"

Adalard then dragged her in with the small crowd while whispering to her that "there are Kilaweioni infiltrates here, your job is to give morale, you represent Texeteti'."

After a short briefing by the sergeant, who was known by his code name, "Northern Wolf", The small crowd marched towards the port to receive the military shipment of 5 light-medium tanks.

Kaila took a deep breath, glaring indignantly at the man who gave her orders before reminding herself for the 10th time that day, "Even the lowliest jobs have to be filled."

"Do you have a plan?  A strategy of some sort?  Or are we just going to barbarically charge in like men?"  Kaila whispered to Adalard.  "Just how strong is the Kilaweioni uprising here anyways?"

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The coast is ravaged by the bombardment. Soldiers are on high alert.

It doesn't take a genius to figure out that the offer was more or less ignored by their enemies.

"So much for wanting a 'peace', why did I even bother..." Smith groans shortly after watching the scene unfold. The tower from above reveals various smoke from coastal bombardment. His people are screaming in terror, yet it isn't even his prime concern.

Standing next to him, the high-ranking official awaits his order, "Our defense force is capable of fending them off, but we are not certain if we can last longer than they do, and given our nation is newly formed, and so many issues needed to iron out, it will be a while before we can fully focus our effort in warring against our enemies."

"We still have Rotikan arsenals, don't we?" Smith inquires, eyes still gazing at the destruction from afar.

"Yes, sir. We still have them, though our troops may not be fully trained to use them efficiently."

Smith squints his fist clenching, "Not like we have a choice. We need to stall them until we develop a better version of our arsenal. In the meantime, defend our land. Make them choke on their lies."

"Sir? What about our nukes?"

Smith glances back at him, pausing, "they said they are not going to use nukes, and that's their problem. I use what I have. They're lucky we haven't launched the Reaper's Call into space yet. That said, if there's any place I wish to wipe off the map, you can bet your ass I would have already done it."

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"6 knots, sail to starboard. Reduce speed on bearing alpha. Anything on the radar?"

"Negative Captain, none yet."

The RPNV Hayabusa sailed unto shallower waters and prepared to anchor. They will be joined with other patrol ships in the area, including a support team sailing from ZhangHai escorting the Nuclear Carrier to Gi-Land. The crew has enough for the mission to supervise the entire conflict. Captain Lee retired to her office where she wrote her report on the area.

"Conflict continues in Bismartia-Arthalt between Absolustan and Besern. Naval blockades arose on the north and south of the Besern borders...... No movements from Fi-Hami...... Earemland message, no response by the Absolustan government yet....."

She continued to type along and wrote some key points on her notepad. Captain Lee wonders why her handwrirting is so much better than typing. She writes as fast as doctors but types as slow as Ceo Birds plucking berries, which might not seem a lot unless you know how Ceo Birds like to take their time on berries. She looked at the points she wrote on her notepad, and wrote something larger.

"War imminent?" she wrote, she sighed as the phone played an announcement.

"Captain Lee, you are needed at the Bridge."

The Captain stood up and paced herself to the Bridge, where her first mate was there.

"Captain on the bridge!" Announced the ensign, which got everyone standing up.

"At ease sailors." said Captain Lee, "what is it lieutenant?"

"Captain, a Besern vessel approaches us. They are signalling identification."


"Identify as the Nuwang's honorable naval vessel and make sure a welcoming party is ready."

"It has already been arranged Captain."

"I believe matcha is nice this winter, don't you think?" Asked Captain Lee, a clearly an order.

"Excellent choice Captain." Bowed her first mate.

"Off you go." Dismissed the Captain as she took her binoculars and saw the Adravia sailing towards them.

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Welcome Captain, I am Captain Lee of the Royal Peonic Navy, welcome to the RPNV Hayabusa, how may I assist you?

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The RPV Coeur Aminah, a shipping freighter from Mirochi en route to ZhangHai. A redirection however, caused the ship to reroute to Tenkyo before making its way to ZhangHai, where some cargo are being expected urgently.

Captain Zhikun Seong, previously the first mate of the RPV Coeur Asakusa, piloted the ship. He saw the seas with weariness in his eyes, he has been a sea dog for so long. He appreciates the honour of commanding his very own vessel from the famous Coeur logistics, but so much time in the sea could wear a man, like the chains of the anchor, its strength unparalleled but it too will succumb to rust.

He looks at his dials and lit up his cigarette, he was expecting an escort from the Touhou-Class 12th generation Corvette, the RPNV Aurora, one of the newest warships in the Peonic Royal Navy. The Peocracy always escorts their RPVs in dangerous waters, and with the heated tension in the north, there is more mobilization than usual. The Peocracy has a large investment in their navy and naval bussinesses, the Coeur Line is not an exception.

He continues to hold the rudder as the ship crashes on the waves, it was going to be stormy, he could feel it. Luckily the cargo have been fixed into place. He sipped his cup of coffee from his mug, closing it with a lid and placing it back. The mug was fixed but the lid was not, and when the lid fell off of the table, he felt something was off.

Captain Seong had seen much in the seas, and he has a feel if something is wrong. A radio came through to him,

"All vessels please be on high alert, shots were fired in the area." It was the international shipping lane channel, something was amiss. When he looked up and saw a couple of trails on the sky, he tok action.

Captain Seong shouted to his men, "HIGH ALERT, STAY SHARP! BRACE FOR MANEUVERS!"

He turned the wheels hard to starboard, and set the speed to its maximum. The turbines turned and the ship went on a steep turn. It was a shocking and surprising maneuver, and the men were ready to brace for impact. It is imperative that they meet the RPNV Aurora, if they are to remain alive.


As the crew continued to look for the RPNV Aurora, and ready to greet their escort. Captain Seong sighed once more, hoping that he gets to live another day if he gets out of the fire zone.

"毎日の小さな努力の積み重ねが歴史を作っていくんだよ。"

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Put a little effort everyday and it will stack up and create a foundation for you.

- Doraemon


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Eareamian troops have landed in Wellinsky.

Today, the 25th Infantry division of Eareamland has landed in Wellinsky. 

The 41st Battalion of the Eareamian 25th division enters the centre.
"Gëon, you know what joke they used to make in the east?" says Mënd, Gëon's friend.
"No. What joke?" he answers.
"When you go to war, remember to take the car."
"Is that some sort of joke about how we only fight long-distance wars?"
"Something like it."
"Yea no it's not funny."
"In Däscarem it is!"

"Maybe embarassing yourself is an Earamian thing..."
-StoicMetoik, 4:02 PM, 17/04/2022

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Ah, Wellinsky, the last bastion of what remains from the massacre.

"Sir, we have troops landing on our coast," one of the soldiers report to the general.

"Well?" The general turns to him, "Is it one of them?"

"No, sir. No signs of Absolustanian flags anywhere. Could be their neighbors."

The general takes a moment to pause and consider his approach, then turns to him again, "Right, this could be an ambush from Absolustan, or if not, their neighbors may be here just to take an easy picking. We cannot risk losing our hold in this land, or Rotika is no more."

"We also do not want to provoke their wrath unnecessarily," one of the officers nearby points out, "especially not when there's so few of us."

"Fine," he concedes, "Put the soldiers on high alert and send a diplomat team for a parley. If they start twitching, open fire."

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The officer halts.

"I heard something. Check your ammo." he says.
"Something to worry about, sir?" asks Mëanon, his secretary, who insisted he should come.
"I'm not sure. Prep your weapons, though."

Behind them, Gëon and Mënd are still discussing the joke. A soldier cracks a match and pulls out a cigarette.

"Maybe embarassing yourself is an Earamian thing..."
-StoicMetoik, 4:02 PM, 17/04/2022

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