Great God Apede, give me your mighty scimitar so I can capture all foreign countries!

[Hornakhtyotef]

At its beginning, the world was chaos in its purest form.
It persisted until the lion-headed great god Apede generated himself by his own spittle.
Suddenly, the forces of chaos were raging like a storm.
Apede extended his arm, swung it swifly to ready himself for the battle.
He spat in his hand and a scimitar appeared as an extension of his arm.
He fought bravely and vanquished the evil of chaos while others took their flight like frightened cattle.

He created the world and filled it with all good things.
Trees, cattle, lions, hippopotamuses, fishes, etc.
He created humanity too while spitting.
Out of this last spittle, he generated a son he named Amun.
Apede said: You shall, my son, find a suitable man as new king of these humans and purvey him the rights of kingship.
Amun nodded and started in his task.

While roaming amongst these petty humans, he eyes couldn't avert from one particular individual.
He sensed a great power.
His identity was dual.
This individual casted off an aura of a lion that never cowers.
Amun said: You are king and no longer your works shall be menial.
The god gave his breath of life, prosperity and dominion, and the man became a divine knower.

The old man stopped for a moment as everyone around the fire was caught in a passion to know what happened next.
A young man asked what could be the name of this great ancestor.
The old man took a long breath and replied:
-No one knows his name! His name is the source of his power. So he kept it a secret so no one shall summon his power for petty needs. For generations, he was known simply as "King".
The old man resumed his narration.

The great man's name was thus "King". He founded our great civilization: Qes!

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Hello everyone. This tale is about the ancient civilization of Kush or in commons terms, Ancient Nubia. The platform is PAE (Pie's Ancient Europe). While the cultural context is narrated using at its best true historical evidence, the game isn't unfolding with the classical Earth map or a facsimile. It is a random map with random opponents. We shall see in this alternative world how it turns out.

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Settings:

• Strategea map: A kind of Highlands map.
• Difficulty: Deity
• Map Size: Large
• Civilization: Nubia.

So, as said, the leader is a mythical creature under the simple name of "King". In its native form, it is Qore. I'll put anecdotes about the language later once the civilization learns writing. All I say for now, it is the meroitic script (still undeciphered but guessed by now) and it is read from right to left (like japanese).

So, this is the starting location of the Kushite (a.k.a. Nubian) tribe. A quite fertile region from which a solid civilization can sprout.

GO TO PART #2​

 

[GreekAnalyzer]

Subbed. Which Mod is this?

 

[Hornakhtyotef]

Subbed. Which Mod is this?

Pie's Ancient Europe.

 

[GreekAnalyzer]

Oh I forgot to do this:


Welcome, Young writer, to the land where the strong control all and the weak "cultured" people burn, where the advanced destroy the primitive, where the UN is a tool for world domination, where democracy is just a means of building things quicker while communism is the most effective economy for large empires more often than not, where those who conquer the quickest and than keep control of their spoils are the most respected, where men love to start as cavemen on their trip 2 the cosmos, the heavens fall twice with incantations of unbelievable power, where the ultimate religious authority is a white, radioactive rock that can burst forth sometimes with the radiance of a thousand suns[1], where the forecast is continued war in a hell-hole of eternal war against EurasiaEastAsia with a 100% chance of mushroom clouds, or have been forced to abandon their own home due to thermonuclear warfare for the stars. All at the dance of those voyaging writers, who place with the lives of trillions for the purposes of their game.

This is Civfanatics. Only The the strong will flourish under its members iron rule and titanium fists. The weak will be perished, the strong ganged on, the cunning survive.
Do you have what it takes, Oh maybe wise and definitely greedy writer?

 

[CaterpillarKing]

Subbed for sure

 

[Manuss]

Subbed. I never saw this mod before. Looks interesting.

 

[VGL]

Subbed. Lets see how this mod works

 

[Dumanios]

Imma follow this.

 

[Hornakhtyotef]

At its fledgling beginnings, the Nubian tribe, also called the Kushites, were simply hunter-gatherers of no importance when opposed to the neighbouring tribes.

Occasionally, the tribe faced aggressively other tribes and ended up with their victory plus a salivating tribute.

The critical moment was the arrival of a mythological creature under the name of "Qore" (King) whose strength was said to be superior than 4 lions at once. His charisma and rassembling aura brought the tribe to unity to great goals. Typically, a strong man is needed to displace mountains.

Indeed, this mythical name was a late rendition of the great figure as no one knows for sure how it was spelt or written during his time (if ever it was written).

Thus, the tribe strived and grew into a larger settlement. Neighbouring tribes heard of Qore's feats and several members decided to join.
Albeit the settlement was simply named as "house" originally, it was to be known later as "Bedewi".

Bedewi is the native (meroitic) rendition of the legendary Nubian city known by classical authors (Greek and Romans) and modern people as well as Meroe. Corruption of the name either by themselves (giving "Medewi") or foreigners (Assyrian records gave "Meluhha", "Meluhhi" or something similar to it).

A dispatch of tribal scouts was continually exploring the northern parts deeper and deeper. Eventually, they stumbled upon strange stones found nowhere in Kush/Qes. They certainly avered to be fine rare stones of a kingly worth. They took several of them (which they conveniently call "blood stone") and attempted to memorize the region for the king.

Another scouting dispatch was following the western route through the big rocks touching the heavens. Strange fauna was to be met. Fast galloping animals and weird humpy animals with shiny light coming out of them. The scouts were weirded out.

The northern scouting dispatch was about to meet another tribe and prepare themselves for a potential hostile clash. Nevertheless, the tribe was friendly. Seemingly, they have heard of the might of our "Qore" and swiftly gave tribute of shiny stones in exchange for our leader's mercy. They packed up and went into another territory too.

Meanwhile, great "Qore" of the Kushite tribe had a dream in his royal hut. He saw a divine vision (since he was a divine knower thanks to Amun) of a distant tribe destroyed by an unknown force. He kept to himself what he saw to avoid panicking his men and women.

Suddenly, for the western scouting dispatch, ravenous beasts attacked while laughing like madmen. It was conveniently nicknamed the laughing demons by the Nubians. Additionally, a pack of lion scented the fresh fragrance of blood and was about to prey the poor and exhausted scouts. Through an impetus of the "will of life", they ran as fast as they could towards the nearby desert.

The desert was humongous and....desertic. Not a single source of fresh water. Will they survive in this cruel world?

PART #3​

 

[CaterpillarKing]

May your Ethiopia be the Land of Wonder for the world! (Yes I just referenced my own story )

 

[Spirictum]

Nice! A Deity game. I'm following this.

 

[Hornakhtyotef]

Unfortunately, the extenuated Kushite scouts were followed by the pack of laughing demons they fought earlier and had to confront them once again. Given the beasts were as scarred as them, they were killed rather easily. The others still alive retreated once again. THE PUSILLANIMOUS BASTARDS! The scouts smiled, looked at each other and immediately started to gnaw the corpses.

Meanwhile, at the other side of the brackish bay, other laughing demons that were busy into other important stuff smelt the delicious fragrance of blood and were attracted to it in hope for some delicious corpses.

For the northern scouting dispatch, they realized they entered in the den of an enraged fat f*ck...err fat furry beast.

There was no hope of survival.

Suddenly, "Qore" woke up in sweats. He saw his men died...or were they his men? He tried to remind the whole scene, but the events were blurred. No, they weren't his men as the tribe was far more populated in souls.

He squinted his eyes and knew someting terrible occurred somewhere in the world once again. A strong nystagmus (eyes vibrating) took over him as fear envelopped his very soul.

Then he shrugged off and went out for some fine hunting.

After nearly crossing the desertic plateau, the western scouting dispatch, still well alive despite the intense exhaustion, encountered weird beasts that seemingly resembled like men. Nonetheless, something was wrong: they were white. They all quickly glanced to each other and sneered in the bushes to what kind of monsters they could ever be. One murmured: "Shall we give them a present of watermelons?". All the others looked at him with berating eyes. One replied: "Are you even sane in your little mind...are you? I'm sure they can't understand the refined gastronomy of these giant fruits....not only they will intoxicate them with their impure mouths."
Anyways, they decided to meet their tribal leader...but the communication failed.

Suddenly, the whole tribe panicked at the sight of a human demon who was standing at the neighbouring hills.

Soldiers were sent to deal with the demon as "Qore" deemed it was the best choice.

But, it seems that the demon entrapped the meeting Nubian soldier.

 

[Manuss]

Mmmm... Watermelons... P:

 

[TheNoob]

RIP in piece Nubian soldier

 

[Hornakhtyotef]

*Noobian soldier.

ftfy