[@BirdofParadise]

[quote=@BirdofParadise]"Thank you for accepting." Leorolaine made a brief pause before continuing. "Pherithians, and Emperor of Pherith. In behalf of my nation that I speak as, the Aranorian Confederacy aims to unite the entire region of Elias. And as such, the goal of unifying the region's economy to rebuild what Elias has lost during the catastrophe decades ago." She continued. "However, some nations prefer to be individualistic about their agendas, slowing down the reconstruction of the whole Elias. We do not tolerate such greediness, already we try persuasion, and yet they chose to ignore the calls of joining together. And so, we decided to convince them through arms." She began to be emotionally expressive.
"Despite almost uniting the entire region, a rich mainland nation intervenes in the affairs of our great national call. We wish no such war outside our home islands, only unification. However, your country violates the law of our rationale, doing so you will be ruining our goal of reconstructing Elias itself. This we ask of you, withdraw your forces." She finished.[/quote]

Tikiyachod took a great breath and paused for a moment, as he figured out her response and formulated his answer in his head...

"I see, I understand your desperation to unite Elias as one. But I think, you cannot just use it as an excuse to go invade others. Going by your rationale, I can also use unity and peace as an excuse to invade you as well. Oh, well, I have a possible solution there. Run a referendum and ask the people if they are willing to go with you or not. And give those who disagrees, a chance to leave. If they truly accepts you, fine. But if not, then you should back off and respect their wishes. How does that sound?"

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[@Lorddiviness]

[hider=Extra Mundane Stuffs][quote=@Lorddiviness]Volcron turned his chair towards the entrance stood up and said
"Tikiyachod of Pherith? I welcome you to our domain, The Citadel"[/quote]

"Ohhh," an amused Tikiyachod giggled, "Thanks for your welcome, heh."

[quote]"Oh yes.. Leo Akaxtenix, the oldest and most 'political' one of us brothers. Well, I haven't seen him in 10 centuries.. Last time he was fighting with Akastenox over the ownership of something..."[/quote]

"Wow, ten centuries?!" Tikiyachod was shocked hearing Volcron's answer, and with a shocked face with mouth wide open he responded, "Really?"
"Something? If I may ask, what was that something Akastenix and Akastenix, wait no, Akastenox and Akastenox were fighting for? Damn I've mixed up the names..."

[quote]"Yes.. Yes.. I sense you are an illusion just like how Leo had about 100 clones or illusions of himself. One millennia of magics has honed my capabilities to detect even the slightest change of magics. Such as.." He pauses.[/quote]

As Volcron mentioned about the 100 clones, Tikiyachod chuckled in amusement as he recalled the wonderful tales of them.
The sudden pause has intrigued Tikiyachod. "What the fuck?"

[quote]"It seems someone has burned the Bonsai tree in the third floor with pyromancery and created a fire.."
A voice message arrives immediately at Volcron's terminal. Volcron used his physic ability to press "play".
"[i]Head, One of the recruit Pyromancers started a fire in Sector 5-6L, We have already dispatched several Fire-Brigades. We will keep you informed of the development"[/i]
He then proceeds to record a voice message of his own to someone called Agarmondius.
"Agarmondius, I keep telling you to create a training facility for pyromancers solely, right? Now would be a good time to start coming up with one, this is the third time this week something like this happen... Also.. WHOSE F*ng idea was it to have pyromancers and druids train together in a Goddamn grove?" and force-presses send.[/quote]

*Tikiyachod laughed, being very entertained*

[quote]"Now that we got that out of the way, Of course, we Volcrons are always open to friendly cooperation and.."

A voice message pops up on his terminal from someone named Risaya.
"Excuse me.." he said urgently and this time instead of using physic powers, went up and pressed the button physically.

The voice message opened. The message's background was littered with gunshots, laser blasts, explosions and the marching of mechanical feet.
"[i]Sweetheart. Good news, We've managed to take control of Dunkurk Den from the damned Iron Legion. They are now on full retreat to fort Verxes. Don't worry, O.K? I told you I could take care of myself on the field. *Now a little more distant* Damn it, you tinheads, you lot there, FILL that gap there. Keep up the suppressive fire!* Sorry, some Cohors were trying to infiltrate from the left flank to recapture it. Look honey, I will be back within a few hours, at most days after the damn is fully secured.[/i]"

He fell back onto his chair.
"Well I will be damned, Why didn't I think of sending her in the first place? That job was done within a few days..."
He turned back to Tikiyachod.
"Sorry for the commotion. Anyways where were we? Oh yes.. friendly talks about trade and cooperation... am I right?"[/quote]

As Tikiyachod overheard the conversation, he tilted his head downward and began pondering about life...

"Oh yes." Tikiyachod replied, "Yes, yes, yes!"[/hider]

"Ah, well, I believe we could benefit greatly if we work together. You have this what you call Iron Legion, well I don't know what it is but it sounds quite challenging maybe... Pherith itself has to face Aranor and a whole load of other problems. If we can combine our techs and magiks, while we Pherithians exchange some manpower for your cybernetics, I believe, we shall thrive together,"

"Wait!"
"Urggghhh... something is happening... The skies are burning and breaking! I can feel the portals tearing apart the skies!"

Right just outside of the Volcron's citadel, numerous rifts have broken open in the skies, and came pouring down massive legions and hordes, in the hues and shades of black and orange. These massive legions and hordes consist of many humanoids (Triads of human and stoneling descent), war contraptions (tanks), and shadowspawns (shadowhounds, ghosts, voidwalkers, nether dragons, etc.). And they are complete with big guns and armors.

"Wait, what the fuck?!" a rough female voice (Yuet-yin) yelled in surprise. She then continued, "Hey, I thought we are going to Earth? What have you done wrong, Rhelsha?"
"I... I don't know, milady... s-sorry..." the voice of Rhelsha responded, "b-but hey, at least we have more fresh lands--"

"Rhelsha?!" Tikiyachod screamed in shock and surprise, "This name sounds familiar..."
"Excuse me, Volcron, I think I should go outside and see. Do you want to come along with me?"

"Wait, and who is this guy over there? Why does he know you?" the rough voice (Yuet-yin) asked again.
"I have no idea!" Rhelsha replied.

"I also have no idea either," Tikiyachod showed up confronting the massive hordes of darkness. "Are you the rumored Harkyiuian Triads? What are you going to do here?"

The rough voice (Yuet-yin) chuckled, "Oh..."
She (Yuet-yin) continued, "Yes, you are correct, darling. This is my Harkyiu, but we have grown into something so much more than mere Triads and witches in the criminal underworld. We have been growing into a great and glorious empire, since the day they have driven us out from Earth! And now, this is our glorious moment to make a great comeback, and take back what we rightfully deserve! Kneel before me, Goh Yuet-yin, and I shall bestow you glory and love. If not, prepare for your lovely time in my dungeon!"

"Wow, wow, wow... you sounded so eager for revenge..." Tikiyachod commented.
"Who have wronged you so greatly in the past, that made you so vengeful?"

"Hmmmph... Dehrok, that stupid Cakemaster--"

"Wait, Dehrok?! The Second Cakemaster?!"

"Yes--"

"Hooray! I am his proud heir! I am the third Cakemaster, and now the Kaiser of Pherith-- Oops!"

"Wait! What did you just say?!"

"Uhhhh... hey, I am not Dehrok and I just happened to be his heir!"

"Hah! Capture him, my minions! I want him in my dungeon, right now! I would really like to turn you into my lovely servant!"

"O, fuck!"

"And these guys (Volcron Initiative), must be one of the petty Pherithian camps! Raze it to the ground!"

And so the great hordes of the Harkyiu began their onslaught against Tikiyachod and the Volcron Initiative! Numerous crowds of zealots swarmed their way raining bullets and fireballs, followed by wild animals rampaging and war machines ravaging their foes...