The second return of Wilhelm Tellus the Cruel
Count Arschendarschen van von Dysselschörffensönnen and duke Irscchenmyrförschen von Grahambredenundbryddendiezimnaren were walking along the streets of Geneva. They were the oldest members of the Genevean tribal councils, and they also had the biggest influence. It was now their job to decide what trait the Genevean empire would have.
"It is my beliefe that being militaristic might help us in the long run, after all, if we have nothing to defend our wisdom with, our great nation is not going to survive too long", said the count, when suddenly he heard a huge scream coming behind his back.
It was Wilhelmus Tellus.
As the count and the duke gazed at him, they both got extremely frightened, in a matter of fact they couldn't move because of the fear of seeing a huge barbarian with red eyes with a bloody axe in front of them.
"So you are trying to make my beautiful Geneve be a homeland for militaristic, war-mongering morons?! NOT GONNA HAPPEN!" Yelled Wilhelmus Tellus, took his axe and chopped off the head of count van von Dysselschörffensönnen, and then ate his brains. Duke von Grahambredenundbryddendiezimnaren begged for mercy from this demonic creature with pieces of human brains falling down from his mouth as he chewed.
"Allrighty, Duke, I shall give you mercy. But you must accept that my beautiful Geneve is a scientific civilization and nothing else! And I and I alone will rule it! If you accept this, you shall become my number one assistant and trusted friend!"
"Mister Tellus", said the Duke, "I believe that this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."
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Geneva shall be SCIENTIFIC.
And orders will be PM'd, always.