After many moons, of little guidance, a man walked out of the wilderness. Who he was is not important. His message
was.
His name was Brutha. He claimed as his forefather the ancient ruler, Zalson. But what he claimed, what he claimed
was something far more extraordinary.
The prophet came into power in the year eighteen thirty-two.
OOC: I was wondering, why the hell does everyone but Liz hate us. Then I realized, wait, we're not exactly trying
to win this
Anyway, the years of the reign of the prophet Brutha.
We must foster peace between all mankind. I see that religion is the major dividing force on the continent.
Unfortunately Omnia... I mean, Chaos, had declared war too often on our neighbors. So, in a sense, we are like
Omnia. As for the statement that if everyone would gang up on us and kill us, that is true. We're at their mercy.
I will seek to foster a rebuilding of relationships, between all people. Let me see how to accomplish this.
The current situation of feelings towards Chaos.
How can I remedy this? Well, there is no way to absolutely disband our military, agree to every peace demand.
Well, we can, and we will. At least while I lead this nation.
I will also seek to remove the devisive aspects of different religions with our neighbors.
It will be a long time for Brutha. As for his decision to allow other religions into the empire, he is written to
say this, in justification:
"People will soon see that those other (gods) are no good at all."
[Revolt to Free Religion]
Victoria approached us, asking for a trade. She wants us to reveal to her the power of education, for the knowledge
of divine right. I said unto her:
"Ummm, I'm sorry, but we've changed now. We believe that EVERYONE is the state. Not Louis XIV."
She backs away puzzled. I am too. The next second,
Ummm, ok. I was trying to be independent, but I'm scared now. We will bow before tyrants, and disdain our friends,
for some reason... even though it would've been better to do the opposite... I'm sorry for the lapse in character.
A few years later, Elizabeth comes a calling.
Needless to say, I agree.
Later, the beautiful Catherine our neighbor (who hates us because of our constant warring. That is not the will of
... Om? For did not the Great God say, "I like the one about not killing each other."
I was very confused as to which English she was at war with. I explained this to her, and also the teachings of Om.
So, I was not in the least bit suprised when she declared that there would be peace with the English. I am happy
that Om has worked in this way.
The People of English Setter finished a market. As they took me to tour it, I noticed the dust and the stricken
nature of the people there. Where is their water? I instructed them to build a great stone way, called an aqueduct,
to bring them thusly. Besides, I have heard that such dogs like water
The seventh year of my reign was eventful. I was approached by my advisors (or rather, I approached them) and said
unto them:
"To promote the correct ideals of our fellow men--for are we all not created?-- I wish for us to be able to learn
more about them. And, indeed, our Great God."
And it was so. These buildings of great knowledge were constructed all about our Chaotic realms. The great cities
of Theory and Adamame began such buildings.
There were rumblings of war to the south. Apparently Genghis Khan had not heard the Good Word of Om, and declared
war on Victoria. My heart broke, as I could almost hear the echo of the war trumpets across the plains of our
world.
The Teachings of Om were well-heeded. A man named Pascal was born in Butterfly. He proposed vast, strange
structures, and said he had methods of building them, and very quickly. It was later determined that his name was,
indeed, Urn. Until he could be used, he was sent to learn his craft outside the city.
Butterfly was indeed parched, so I instructed the city there to commence, and build another of these strange
devices.
As my reign has drawn to a close, and I feel the God calling me to wander in the wilderness, I must bid you all
adeiu. I leave for you, my followers, this painting, of a massive, metal behemoth deep in the jungle.
OOC: I reccommend a city in the jungle. I marked where it should go w/ a sign.
Wow, are we screwed/up?
The save:
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