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[Satisfied, Might?]

[Unclaimed]

(OOC: Could you make my provinces red? and Wraith's right look at his map)

[[OOC: Guys, I will make a map later detailing your lands! AND THE PROVINCE OF ERABOR IS STILL MINE...the whole Province...not just the city, the province of Erabor...]]

(OOC: I claim the provinces of Welliar, Drenia, Donnia and Allma. They are to the right of Oceanus…)

(OOC: doing this again so you know where i am and also plz color in red...)

(OOC: I think spetim is working on the new map)

[Wraith is my General.......I have the largest Air-Navy. I have talked to Septim. i am back in. Anyway, im a bit more powerful than yous :P]

*Might orders the building of a huge road to connect all the cities in his realm. He also orders the building of Dragonship plants.*




Forces: 10 Capital Dragonships, 500 Dragonships, 80 Small Dragonships, Some large amount of soldiers :P

[[OOC: Alright, this is final. Now, to pass the "don't attack me or you're dead" act. No attacking the Eraborian Empire...at all, or you will die due to being burned in the pits of hell, also, I kept Oceanus as well, it is too good of an advantage to give to any of you, I want it to be fair between you...]]

Septim assaults the Plane of Destruction, which is a massive, metal landscape with adamantium spikes sticking out of it. Septim and his men are carefull not to impale themselves as they travel to the Palace of Destructos. They reach it and are greeted by large metal gollum creatures that destroy a thousand troops for every one they kill, luckily there are only ten. Septim reaches the inside of the palace to be greeted by Destructos.

"Septim! What treason is this?", he says.

"This is not treason, this is revolt!", says Septim, in an oh so 300 like fashion. He charges the God, whom attempts to destroy Septim, but fails as Septim has the four elements in him. Septim clashes with the greater God and the God smashes the floor with his maul, the floor cracks into a thousand pieces and falls into purgatory. Septim jumps from one shard to the next and reaches the top of the floor, he rolls out and jumps sideways as the God destroys another piece of floor, Septim shoots fire at him, but the fire disappears. Septim then throws Icengard at the God, but it too is destroyed. Septim feels a sense of loss as his trademark shortsword crumbles into dust. Septim jumps across and punches the God in the face, the God cannot destroy his fist, so he falls to the floor. Septim then cuts his head off faster than he can destroy Firengard. Septim looks at the abyssal hole in the center of the room.

"Hmmmm...might need a rug to cover that up or something...", says Septim.

Septim picks up the dead God's maul and sheaths Firengard.

"So this is the tool of destruction...", he says, he returns to the Plane of Fire t

[[OOC: I don't want this to turn into a dice rolling game...so it will be based on who has the most troops...you will each now have 100,000 troops each and 500 airships/dragonships each...]]

[[OOC: I mean they are both the same thing...equal in power...]]

[Oh...Ok then.]

Septim rises, and prepares his troops for the assault on the God of Creation. Then the God of Creation arrives himself in the throne room of the Plane of Fire. He is a plain looking man, a carpenter, whom is wearing a tool belt with many tools on it.

"Septim, you seek to destroy the one who creates?", says the God of Creation.

"I seek to destroy because it is now in my nature, in the nature of humans...", says Septim.

"I see humanity has not left you...if you want my power so much, take it, I will not fight it...", says the God, he shoots his powers into Septim.

"I will become a builder now, in your Empire if you don't mind...my name will be Ross Creatos", says Creatos.

"Alright, go now...", says Septim.

The God of Creation is escorted out, and Mastros appears.

"So, the mortal who has become my equal...what will you do now?", asks Mastros.

"I do not know...", says Septim.

"I will tell you about your past life, you were my son. Your name was Erasor, and you were a Saint", says Mastros, "This was at the beginning of humanity, before Killaria, Gordaria, and all those other petty Empires...I was your father", says Mastros.

[[OOC: How fun would that be for you guys?]]

[[OOC: I will control Jonas Topal as my player, and Septim as the God...XD]]

Septim, shocked, looks up.

"I was the son of a God?"

"You were, you are currently the son of a farmer...", says Mastros comically, "And I know that if you were to fight me, the fight would destroy the universe, and you would probably die. I would rather die than kill my son, so I am passing on a throne that I have held for eons...", says Mastros, "King of Gods..."

Mastros shoots his powers into Septim. Mastros becomes young...well, younger. His pure white beard and hair become gray, and his beard's length shortens to a foot rather than down to the feet. His hair length goes to shoulder length rather than waist length, he becomes mortal.

"Son, do not fall to corruption...", he says, before leaving to the mortal world.

Septim ponders his words.

[Woot Woot. I think I should have the largest Dragonship fleet! It makes sense :P]

[Erunion are things still the same? Alliance and all? Same with Verthias?]

*Delran takes imediate care of his empire. He strengtens the economy by building farms, mines and naval facilities. He also orders that schools be built in each setllement of his empire. Also he orders that a comercial fleet be built to trade on the high seas. He sets low taxes to get a boost on the wellfare of his people and also to increase the birth rates.

In the military affairs, he orders fortresses to be built near his borders and near all cities. He also takes care of his troops and sets a military accademy in his capital of Ardefos, plants to build dragonships and military naval facilities for his navy. He orders the dragonships and some of the troops to patroll the borders and in cities to keep peace. Also 4000 troops are sent throughout the empire to eliminate all bandits.

In each city he orders a statue of Septim be built in honor of his dream of a unified world. Also he orders a monument to be built in each citi in the memory of those who died in Septims wars and those who died in the war against demons.

In diplomacy, Delran sends envoys with peace treaties to all empires in the Island of Erabor and trade agreements.*

Zyrike receive Topal's treaty and Delran's treaty and accept them both...

Zyrike then order the navel plants be built, airfields be built airship factories be built and in every city a academy be built.

He then orders that the magi help him reverse the land so that all along the borders the only way to get in is through fortress.

Zyrike then order that 1k troops station every city and 5k in the fortress's.

He then order his people to build a trade fleet. With that done he lowers taxes because he gave the people so many jobs and needed to keep them happy.

Zyrike goes over to Topal's Empire as a peace embassy and decides that he wants his Empire to have some of the stuff Topal has.

He returns home and order that his men builds roads, then he hires mercenary's to destroy all the bandit in his Empire.

Septim returns to his realm to find that the Knights of Chaos, the soldiers of the God of Chaos, are attacking.

"I thought I killed all of the Gods!"

"The God of Chaos has been asleep since the beginning of time, since the original one God created the universe...Chaoticus was the one who brought about his demise...", says a demon.

"Well...alright..."

*Septim teleports to the God of Chaos's realm, into his throne room. A tall, muscular, gray skinned man looks down upon Septim, the only God.

"Septim! How are you doing?", asks the God of Chaos, his voice seeming to have a chorus all talking at once.

"Chaoticus! Go back to sleep, the mortal world needs no more creatures there!"

"Oh, on the contrary!", laughs the God of Chaos, "I have already sent an army of 400,000 to the mortal plane with 1,000,000 more on the way!"

Septim aims the staff of Mastros as Chaoticus, but it breaks.

"You, puny mortal God, expect to destroy me with a staff!? No weapon can harm me! Nor can any magic from a weapon!!!"

Septim uses his power of creation to create a massive prison around the God of Chaos while Septim himself escapes.

"This will be harder than expected..."

[[OOC: His armies consist of mutated black dragons and mutant human creatures with enhanced strength and endurance...]]

The mutants appear on Oceanus, destroying much of the old Eraborian Empire's armies before they can respond. Septim, in his Godly form, tries to destroy them, but the God of Chaos's magic is stopping any divine intervention.

Septim's armies manage to escape with half lost, and goes back to Erabor to regroup. 100,000 soldiers remain in Septim's armies, and only 400 airships. Topal calls a meeting of the Empires.

"If we could just combine our armies, we would stand a chance with 700,000 soldiers, we would almost double theirs..."

*Delran builds universities in his cities. The Great Library Septim I is in Ardefos in honor of the emperor Delran served, who knew that knowledge is important.

Hearing of the disaster in Oceanus, Delran sends his troops on the eastern coast, leaving only 25,000 on the northern border. Also the navy and the dragonships are sent between Oceanus and the mainland to delay the attacks and buy more time. Because of this crisis, Delran instates Marshall Law and all civilians able to carry weapons and willing to defend their homeland are accepted into the ranks of the army as recruits and sent into the Military Accademy.*

"Topal, I agree with you. Give me a waypoint and I will send all available forces there."

Verthias and his men look bemused as all the vast works that the Corps of Engineers had begun in Tarson were inexplicably teleported to a province further north. He supposed that it was the work of the new, meddling Master God, Septim, who had rose from the god of three planes to the master of the universe in one day. A preciptous rise indeed...

He strode to the top of the Inner Conclave, the greatest fortress of this world, built where a city from his new territory used to be; Fully a kilometer high, the main bulk of the tower was so vast that the supports drove nearly eight hundred meters underground - magically enhanced, reinforced with strands of adamantium, girders of mithril and plates of steel armour plating, the imposing granite walls of the fortress could be seen from miles in every direction. The fortress dwarfed the hill upon which it was built, making it look like a vast piledriver, driven deep into the earth, and flowering with barracks compartments, weapons pods, magical protection arrays, and the clicking gears of vast machinery, built deep into the crust of the planet. It was a testimony to the ingeniuty of the Corps of Engineers, the loyalty of his new population, and the iron will that drove the whole machine fowards to the final aim.

The greatest fortress of this world.

Turning from the numbing visage of the endless miles of plains and mountains and forests stretching out before him, all the way to the sea, Verthias walked past the crew of one of the four gigantic war machines, built into the very substance of the fortress. The vast, six-limbed device looked like some kind of spider, hunching close to the ground - but Verthias knew it was anything but. Each of those limbs could throw a rock the size of a house for miles, and by the time the last was finished firing, the first would be reloaded. Smiling to himself, and skirting the vast gap in the middle of the tower, fifty meters wide, Verthias levitated down one of the access stairways for three hundred meters, before he reached his stop. He was on the fourty-eighth floor. He walked down the corridor for a few minuites, passing two vast storage rooms, three barracks, one of the fifty-two staterooms in the fortress (Which were only nominally smaller than most mansions), before finally reaching a nondescript wooden door, with a little paper slip reading Vacant tabbed into a slide on it's outside. Few would realise it, likely mistaking it for a restroom, but this door was the third most important in the whole fortress. It appeared to be tiny, judging from the doors but a meter to it's left and right, but upon entry, it was anything but.

He nodded to the guard lounging against the wall just inside, who saluted back as Verthias walked through a door at the other end of the small room. The sight on the other side of the room would have awed anyone who had never seen it before, and crushed the souls of those unready for it. Inhaling the wonderful, wonderful air - or lack theof - of his adopted home, Verthias waded through the loose bands of black energy to reach the slightly glowing figure, not too distant from him.

"How is everything, Tassadar?" He enquired, when he got there.

"Fine" The figure replied. "In fact, pefectly. The mining programme is going ahead as planned, and was only slightly slowed by the attacks from those pesky bandits. Dreadful people, of course, so they probably deserved what we did to them. The population is growing like never before: whole new cities have been built, swathes of marginal or useless land made useful. The economy is stronger than ever before, the army unparralled in the world. This new province is a bastion of knowlege and learning, thanks to the schools, colleges, universities and hospitals that have been built - and the University of Verthian Engineering is producing those items that you requested."

Excellent indeed, thought Verthias. Returning to the corridor, then phasing down to the diplomatic office, he sorted through the most important of the vast piles of paperwork that this new province was generating, and answered his daily quota of five letters from his new citizens. Then, he did the less important stuff, and agreed to the compact of trade and mutually assured peace that was being offered by Topal and Delran. Finally, he learns of the newly renewed Chaos attacks on the world, and despatches a scout commision to survey the allied strengths arrayed against them, and the power of the invading forces, as well as bulking up his armies - and ordering the University to bring foward their schedule and test their new devices, regardless of the potential danger.

The danger that could, admittedly, destroy the known world, but so could this invasion if he didn't act sharply about it.

"I do not plan to lead these forces Might, Telcontar shall...he is a better commander afterall...I am merely united us so we can stand against the God of Chaos!", says Topal.

***

Septim formulates a plan to destroy the God of Chaos...but it will be risky...very risky...he sends an army of 500,000 demons, 1,000 harpies, and 500 rock gollums to the aid of the Eraborian Empire.

***

Septim's brother, Pelagius, walks into the meeting of the Empires.

"I am sorry I am late, I am here to represent my brother, who at this moment is wrapped up in a plan to kill the God of Chaos. My brother has given my command of a substantial sum of his men, but they are insuperior to the mutants of the God of Chaos, and are much weaker in the mortal plane than they are in the Plane of Fire..."

(OOC: the handheld Decimators are not as strong as the airships ones...)