The Fioliun People had just finished mourning the previous Great Mastermind who had passed away in a bizarre accident that the Council had censored the details of due to respect for the former leader. The more cynical citizens understood that the "accident" had been to end the old Dictator's descent into madness before it had actually caused significant damage to the land rather than simple embarrassment. The new Great Mastermind had gone through the bureaucracy of entering the office and was about to give his inauguration speech. The people of the capital rushed to get a spot in the Palace Square for the traditional speech as space would be limited and hearing such a speech in person was often a once in a lifetime opportunity. Eagerly, they crowded under the balcony with the enormous statue that the Great Mastermind would give his speech from inside of. The statue in question was a Finyran body with a Fioliun for a head. Some children (of both species) claimed it gave them nightmares but it was a beautiful representation of equality and left unknown which species the Great Mastermind was.
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The people waited a couple hours and once the Square was filled, the statue's eyes lit up red, signaling that their benevolent Overlord was inside and ready to give his speech. Then, the dictator's voice boomed out, amplified by technology inside. 

"My people, I greet you warmly on this day of sorrow and joy. It is a sorrowful one because of my predecessor's demise which allows me to be here. It is a joyous one because I see this as the start of a new era. For too long, we have been content to be confined to this wonderful planet." He paused for effect and the people murmured curiously amongst themselves.

"Today, we begin to spread our glorious civilization to the stars! Already, the first of our spaceships, [i]The Wanderer[/i] takes to the stars to explore and learn new things about this universe! The groundwork is currently being laid for colonization of the planet Gongoab! With this in mind, I hereby dissolve the Fioliun State." Again he paused for the people to speculate and be confused.

"HOWEVER," he boomed "in it's place, I hereby declare our civilization the Fioliun Empire! Now, tradition dictates that I take a new name for my time as your leader. I hereby name myself Ardhra Rurarar in honor of my ambitions for us." Rurarar meant "Realmbuilder" and Ardhra had no doubt chosen it for effect, though the first name was more of a whim. He then continued "As such, I hope to lead you to greater glory! I hope for this to be the dawning of a Golden Age! Let us go forth and pursue knowledge and greatness! If there are other peoples out among the stars, they shall learn of us and either respect us or face our wrath! We are the Empire! We shall grow!" The people cheered for their new leader, excited by the idea of new worlds. Whether or not this reign went well, they would see.