Alright, still needs some editing bur turned Amestris into a city state, and the villages or towns growing around the markets and ports are close nit and united under the banner of Amestris. Xerxes is the only real 'city'/comming together of people and construction under Amartía's guidance and it is still in the process of being built.
Putting aside my violent personally rooted hatred for Kurapika, and some of the main characters starting weak (personality-wise.), HxH is definitely a worthwhile show to watch, I mean, they have some of my favorite villains in anime. (Looking at you, Phinks and Feitan.)
Envy, the hain. I'm going to assume this guy has been altered by Amartia or was already an odd hain.
This guy is going to have to be particularly shrewd if he wants to retain a position of power over other hain. Why? Because, although hain are not immune to envy, covetousness over a partner in particular is something rather alien to them. In their race sheet, it is mentioned that one of the most fundamental distinctions of hain are their partnering and mating habits. They are polygamous by nature, not just by culture. In that, competing over mates isn't the same as in human or human-like species.
To elaborate, if hain A falls in love with another hain B, and hain B is partnered with hain C already, it's expected that hain A will grow close to both B and C. If hain A and C don't get along, hain A falls out of love with hain B as an instinctual reaction because hain A is not compatible with the entire family group. This is not an eschewing of stereotypes for an alternative lifestyle, this is actually their natural psychology informing them.
There are many implications stemming from this, not least of which the notion that a hain would be driven to murder another hain to be compatible with a mate being seen as animalistic and defective. Murder within a tribe, and especially a family group, is already heavily frowned upon across all hain societies, so the hain of envy has things stacked against him...
...That is, if people knew what happened.
If the hain of Envy's actions were found out, the revolt against him by other hain would not be out of some kind of manufactured social construct of sin, but an aberration of nature on par with becoming a Jvanic sculptor. However, if no one knew about his actions, perhaps he could still command respect. This would require locking up his coveted paramour so she doesn't tell, because unless she's an odd one too, she wouldn't be too fond of the hain of Envy anyway. As well, if anyone found out this detail of the hain of Envy's life and they could prove it, they have the ultimate blackmail to use against him.
Thank you @Muttonhawk for clarifying this for my. Honestly, I was afraid to add Hain of Evny, wasn't sure what sin to give him. Or add Hain in general. I'll have to rethink his sin. I have also talked with @Antarctic Termite who helped me come to the conclusion to turn Amestris into a fast growing city instead of nation. A gathering of people and construction. Then have a towns grow around the Markets and have them close knit with the city of Xerxes. I will add all this on my morning.
Thank you again for the clarification. Will help in the future.
Jvan is a goddess of Geometry with loose morals and a knack for ignoring the laws of physics. What did you want them for, again?
MY PALACE!
And for temples of worship to the rest of the gods for the people. All religious cults and forms of worship are allowed in Amestris. Goes along with the whole Illuminati is in control theme.
Sin, The 7 Sins, The Sinner, Pride, Gluttony, Wrath Envy, Sloth, Lust, Greed
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The Cult of Amartía spreads quickly in secret among the Rovaik, but publicly among the Hain and Human
Amartía goes about playing with sand and messing with the minds of 7 Human, Hain and Rovaik.
All 7 are consumed by specific Sin in which they unwittingly become puppets or tools of his. (Portfolio Action)
4 Human and Hain Chieftain cultists ban together and form a nation of people called Amestris with Amartía at the center.
With his Teder of Heresy, he has a massive goblin workforce gather material and build many wooden sea ports and Markets.
Doesn't share with the independent tribes, restricts Rovaik trade with them, thus weakening them and forcing them to either pay to trade, or join the nation. All join.
Amartía calls up the squad telling them his multi step plan has come to a close and is a complete success. Now to build.
Loyal Goblins, Human and Hain go about building cities around said markets, the first being Xerxes, the capital.
Xerxes is near finished, but his palace and temples need to be built. He will search the world for ideas.
For a single Troll to have more riches than others was a big problem for the Rovaik Council. This meant that a single Troll held more power than the others, and naturally, they submitted to his rule. This was the fatal flaw in Rovaik politics that Amartía's Treachery could easily see through. His puppet Troll sowed discord on his own accord it seemed, but he was secretly apart of the Cult of Amartía. This cult spread throughout the land like wildfire among the Hain and Human populations, but remained a secret in the Rovaik Community.
Lounging on the Purple Sands, Amartía created sand figures Rovaik. The numbers were small, but ever growing. The cult preached doctrines of freedom, that beings shouldn't but burdened by the weight of so called immoral practices. The cultist believed that sin shouldn't be viewed as evil, but tendencies of man, and man should be given the opportunity to do so. In the end they worshiped him. While the Cult grew through word of mouth, Amartía made preparations himself.
Amartía would leave the Purple Sands on many occasions in search of puppets he could manipulate in the Rovaik. His search led him to an old Azibo leader clad in patchwork armor, who's Pride overshadowed many just as much as his power did. Just as the Troll of Greed was a cultist, this elder Azibo was an aspiring cultist. He was an elder who grew tired of his dealings with those he considered lesser beings. He heard of the cult and its beliefs though the whispers of his underlings, who were cultist also. What drew him to this Azibo was not only his power, but his reeking Hubris, he was an arrogant being, one confident in his power. Another perfect candidate, another piece to add to his collection.
Due to the Azibo's immense Pride, Amartía was able to speak to the Rovaik as if he was his conscious. "There is none who can match your power, they should all bow before your power." His words were like honey to the Azibo's ears, and his Pride divided on two, adding Greed to his sin. Pride consumed the Azibo's soul, and just like the Troll, the Azibo became another puppet, drowning in his own Pride. Back at the Purple Sands, Amartía crated another sand figure, Azibo of Pride.
Next, Sin found himself drawn to a Tedar herder who's vice was Heresy. Despite the Tedar being a great craftsman and leader, he grew tired of debating. Most of all, he wanted to be a councilman, the councilman who would change the ways of Tedar. After hearing of the sin cult from a Tedar leader he seeked to join. Amartía, similar to that of the Azibo, simply whispered honey into the ears of the Tedar. "Take that council position for yourself. Change tradition!" And that the Tedar did. After challenging a councilman, he killed the Tedar and took his place. As planned, another sand figure was added, Tedar of Heresy.
Amartía's Greed knew no bounds as he continued to gather pieces of his puzzle. In the land between the Ironheart mountains and the White Sea lived thousands of Human and Hain living in harmony. There were many tribes which mixed the species if not all, but Sin found himself interested in 4 chieftains. 3 Human and 1 Hain. The Hain was a treacherous one who tempted others in secrets for personal gain and entertainment. One Human had a intense hatred for a clansman, in which he killed, giving into his Wrath. Another grew tired of his leadership, and the work involved. Giving into his Sloth, he neglected his people and his duties. The last human was a Glutton, a man he neglected his people, and cared more about stuffing his face.
At last Amartía had all pieces in hand to make his move. The Troll of Greed, the most influential merchant in the Council. The Azibo of Pride, an extremely powerful magic user and Council member. The Tedar of Heresy, a Tedar who killed for his position. Hain of Temptation, a chieftain who tempted humans and Hain into committing acts of Heresy. Human of Wrath who killed his fellow man out of hatred and hid his murder. Human of Sloth was lazy and ignored is duties. And lastly, was the Human of Gluttony, a human consumed by his love for food and drink. All these formed Amartía's Illumi, or just the Illumi, puppets who served him for the betterment of the Cult of Amartía.
It was time to make his move. After binding his time, and gathering the necessary pieces, his plan was to come to fruitation. His Hain of Temptation, Human of Wrath, Human of Gluttony and Human of Sloth came together to unite thier tribes under one banner, and put one being at the top, Amartía. With this large conglomerate of people under his rule, he formed a new nation, and called it Amestris. At the same time, he called upon his followers in the Roavik community. His Tedar of Heresy went about gathering a massive work force of Goblins. While one force gathered limestone and wood, the others went about building. To the east, goblins built sea ports all along the coast, each 25 miles apart from the other. Deeper inland, goblins built multiple markets, these two combined created a huge trade network. Unfortunately, this wasn't all. The Troll of Greed went about sending many merchants to sell and transport goods to Amestris. But in order for other tribes to buy from Amestrian Troll merchants, tribes had to either pay a tax, or join and pledge alliance to Amestris. This weakened independent tribes greatly, and bolstered the Amestrian economy. Quickly, many, and soon all tribes joined the nation of Amestris. With its strong ties to the Rovaik communities, its trade outposts or markets, and seaports, Amestris soon gree.
The the work didn't end there, with the labor force of Tedar craftsman and Goblin labor, he went about building cites around these markets. The first of which was build was a large living space where many would come together to form a massive workforce, in which he named Xerxes. Thousands of Goblins and Tedar with Human and Hain in tow went about building his ornate capital and palace around the Purple Sands. A plethora of human and Hain followed, creating homes in the soon to be city in order to help build it up.
Gathering at said Purple Sands were the Illumi and Amartía. All eyes were on the demi-god as he pushed each and every sand figure together, and built another, larger sand figure above them. It was a duplicate of himself. "This land has been conquered, and my name shall soon be spread throughout the world. There is still much work to be done my Illumi. Amestris, the land of the Al Mighty! he roared, and his puppets roared in union. He would build an empire, with mortal hands, that would trump all others.
Amartía quickly solidified his rule with the formation of a government. With the election of governors, also known as Poloí, created the image of a parliamentary government led by a commander in-chief called an Énas, but was secretly a dictatorship.
Xerxes was becoming the city-state that represented Amestris, and it would take many years to grow. There was a small amount of tall buildings here, towers or skyscrapers. Such constructions would blot out the presence of thier gods from the city, or so the the Reliquum said. A maximum of two story buildings were allowed by statute, the inhabitants had to make do without a skyline. The city was being built a few miles away from the sea, but its inhabitants, with help from Azibo, were able to shift massive amounts of sand and lining the bottom and side with stone to allow for water to flow into the city, creating a small canal and an entrance and exit in to sea. This became the largest and main sea port in Amestris. Many more canals would litter the ever growing capital city.
Surrounding this port was a city of much color and vibrancy. Within the white walled and red roofed buildings of the city, many cheers and music could he heard playing within the streets. Hundreds of skeletal buildings still stood ready to be built, Goblins carrying wood and stone to be used to build. The sun beat down upon the streets and buildings in a forgiving nature as they burned and churned brightly in the skies. White and fluffy clouds that seemed so soft that a child might be able to reach up and pull them from the very skies and enjoy them as an afternoon treat. The clean buildings would reflect the sun so perfectly that it would appear as though there were two of them carrying across the heavens.
Only a couple of straight streets would make their way through the city, cutting across the otherwise winding and gracefully arcing roadways that would appear close to decoration if viewed from a bird's eye view, but remained dirt and unpaved. In the near center of the city lay a clearing, placed there was the calendar of the Purple Sands, and an even larger clearing. Multiple clearings stood like beacons from the sky across the city, the largest being the site in which Amartía would build his palace. Tedar were amazing beings of creation.
Well maintained grass slowly grew within these confines as well as four trees, each of which was located at four different points around the edge of these square parks. Music could be heard around every corner and snaking its way outside the city a short distance. Families of all sizes would be seen running and walking and playing, working, eating on the narrow streets, Roavik, Hain and human alike. Xerxes still stood unfinished, as Amartía sat in his place at what was left of the Purple Sand. During this great build, many strides were made. Deeper inland, massive farmlands were created to feed the people of Xerxes. Human, Hain and Rovaik all working in harmony in the fields gathered more. Thousands of Troll merchants filtered through the Markets and ports that been built, soon creating a need for currency.
While he allowed the Poloí to deal with that matter, Amartía went about building up Xerxes his city-state and small settlements that surrounded other ports and markets that made up Amestris, his capital conveniently placed at the center. It was time to create his palace and temples respecting the gods of his people, and the world would help him.
Tobu lost himself in thought. Time flowed like cement as his mind wandered on subjects that he dare not speak of out loud. He found Yala, the dark skinned Ansharin woman who painted him beautiful. In truth, he found many Ansharin woman beautiful, but it seemed that his Akit'r status distracted him from trying to approach any. By no means was Tobu afraid, or nervous, in fact, Tobu was very comfortable around woman, it was the other way around in fact. Many Ansharin woman, just like men, revered the Akit'r, his mere presence made it difficult for them to speak with him. Tobu tried to change it, but it was difficult when such a last name was attached to his soul.
Smiling at Yala, he attempted to make her feel comfortable, although she seemed just so, even giving him judgmental looks, which he returned with knowing looks of his own. He was apologetic, but would rather not have interrupted her song. Closing his eyes, he allowed the sound of her music to carry him away, and focused of the feeling of the brush tickling his skin.
Despite the fact that the world was now black under his eyelids, he could still feel the piercing gaze of another. And he could hear clearly the whispering words of all those around him, a curse and a blessing. Tobu lifted his dreads up off his back so Yala could easily paint it, but his mind wandered. Almost instantly, the words of Kwelek spurred him out of his dreamlike state.
Slowly opening his eyes, which held wisdom beyond thier years, he gazed at Kwelek and Jannali. For a few seconds, he presence became ominous, it was as if a thick blanket settled upon them all. But as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared, replaced with a light, airy atmosphere and a smile.
"A secret can't be something so easily lost to you, can it Kwelek? Jannali? What's so special about this journal?" he called, looked between the two. He was excited to find something to do besides get painted and wait in anticipation for the hunt.
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