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The Hoji Clan


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How you survived: With unrelenting spirit and great builders, they built a spring of fortifications around their borders in an attempt to quell the burst of the foreign invaders, though it failed at first, they rallied the southern clans to aid them in the defense. Years later, cooperation between them had flourish but, the clans were still divided so after the arrival of mercenaries from the sea and air, they assassinated all who opposed their rule and assimilated the clans into their rule.

Military might:
1,000,000 troops
30 Experimented helicopters
10 Experimental Planes
1000 Experimental black gear weaponry

Technology.













The vast dunes of the desert are a death to all but the most resilient of living beings. No armies will march upon our ancient land without us knowing it, and making sure that their peril is certain. For thousands of years we have lived in the desert, and our people have adopted to fighting in them better than any other nation! No invader will survive for long enough to fight back against our forces.

By controlling all the mayor routes of travel across the desert, no armies can march through our borders without confronting us. By utilizing our superior supersonic fighters and detection equipment, no plane or flying beast can outrun us.




PROJECT GIZLILIK:
By adopting to desert conditions in our warfare, and focusing on the htree main aspects of Mobility, Intelligence and Counter-Intelligence, we gain the upper hand against an enemy unfamiliar with this terrain. Our cities are far and wide, separated by vast amounts of deadly sand which we shall employ to our advantage. PROJECT GIZLILIK focuses on creating technologies that help our forces blend in and take advantage of the cruel terrain of the deserts and mountains that form our territory. Ran in secrecy since 1991, the project has made breakthroughs in all the target areas descirben in Gen 1. Thought The 2018 Persian Summit wasn't held, in 2019 Teheran will host the event where the nations of the Empire will discuss the goals for Gen 2.

Turkey - Project HAREKETLILIK

JUNO-005/006 Hover Engines: These advanced hover engines propel our vehicles around two feet off the ground, and grant them increased mobility. With these motors, we create much less evidence of our movements across the desert, and considerably decrease the chances of sand interfering with the movement of our vehicles.

Iran - Project HAYALET

HAYALET Suit: This is afull body suit that is inspired by the reflective qualities of sand. By breaking the light hitting the suit in a fashion similar to how sand creates mirages, partly employing the surrounding desert to help in this, the image of our soldiers becomes extremely distorted and near undistinguishable from the surrounding sand. Even at extremely short distances, our soldiers remain fully stealthed and can approach VIP targets without any visual confirmation. However the technologically has a few drawbacks. Though the HAYALET armor stays fully invisible in the desert, the fiber is optimized around blending in with the sand. Other terrains will provide almost no stealth capabilities for our troops, leaving these suits only valid option for arid terrains. Our Indian division was working on a suit what could be used in wet climates, but we lost connection with them rather fast, and the progress they made wasn't significant.

Egypt - Project GÖZLERI

INUH Sensory kit: The new stanbdard for our sensory equipment, the INUH Sensory kit is a batch of interconnected sensors that can be equipped on nearly any vehicle or even footsoldier. INUH stands for Infra-Night-Ultra-Heat, which are the 4 main types of assisted visuals that the kit provides. Whilst Infra and Heat vision are closely related, The Infrared part of INUH gives a visual feedback for the user, while the heat tracking component is used to identify objects even without the user, and remains a passive scanner as opposed to Infra. The Ultrasonic componenet of the kit is a small audio feedback devices that emits mostly ultrasonic waves that act as a sort of echo-location and can map a 3D space when used. However, these sounds can sadly still be heard, due to some amount of sub-ultrasonic waves required for the device to fully work, resultung in a high-pitched clicking noise with every scan of the device. Vehicles equipped with INUH sensors can track a wide variety of audio and visual spectrums, and can better adopt to combat situations thanks to their heightened situational awareness.





TOTAL PRE-RIFT FIGURES (ALL MEMBER NATIONS):

Manpower(These numbers are rough estimates)
Population: 720,000,000
Eligible for Service: 320,000,000
Military Personnel: 7,988,000

Air Force
Fighters: 2547
Strikecraft: 2123
Attack Helicopters: 359
Transport Aircraft: 2300

Armed Forces
Combat Tanks: 21591
AFVs: 69294
SPGs: 4346
Towed Artillery Pieces: 12154
MRLSs: 3234

Naval Forces
Carriers: 2 (2 in drydocks)
Frigates: 54 (12 in drydocks)
Cruisers: 0 (2 in drydocks)
Destroyers: 0 (6 in drydocks)
Corvettes: 36
Submarines: 69 (giggity)
Patrol Craft & MWVs: 783

Logistics
Servicable Airports: 1234
Major Ports: 54
Merchant Marine Strength: 1284

TOTAL PRO-RIFT FIGURES:
TBA




I like lore. So here is a hopefully comprehensible history of a nation which should've totally existed but failed to do so IRL thanks to political and religious reasons. Be warned, this is a lot.

Quick Details: The Persian Empire includeas all middle eastern countries, plus the islamic Pakistan and Afghanistan in case that wasn't made clear.



I love it put it in the character sheet and welcome to the RP.
@Wildman13
Can you look over this as I need this to be approved to write to continue my time skip


Yep thats fine by me.
@Wildman13 Reporting for duty! Kinda late so can't make a CS now, but I'll get ye something tomorrow.


You're more than welcome to join here and long time no see.
The First steps

Collab between @Hael Ignis and @Wildman13


Within the Gate's caverns. The Arceae camp stood, in peace except the camp area of the Royals. With Iana leading the first scouting group, another begins to head out aswell to one of the three gates.

"Sis. is this truly necessary?" Grimm spokes in a worried tone. He held his tome tightly as he watched his sister pack a few of her belongings. She then turned to him with a serious yet sullen expression.

"Iana went out. the second scout group should have someone close in terms of reliability." Moore retorted, she was serious about heading into the gate. Part of it was her plan, the queen just led the first scout group and now another group is supposed to send out.
"Moore. Im sure a different Kain could handle it." Cainhurst replied as he too, watched the female twin packing. Despite the worried tone, he helped her packed as a sign of good will. A small bag that resembled a large pouch, containing Several tomes. Her Short sword which she had kept sheathed to her side and lastly. Her Cloak.

"Do you guys not trust one of your Head Tacticians?" Moore spoke with a sarcastically sad tone and expression, putting puppy eyes to good effect as she gained the favor of Cainhurst who had just said "I do trust our tactician's." as if trying not to pick sides between the puppy eyed sister and the pouting brother.

"No way..." Grimm sighed, deciding to give up. acknowledging that he is now without a favor, against the stubborn sister. However, He had opted to go with her. Despite not liking entering unfamiliar lands last known to have attacked creatures of the world, he didn’t want to leave his sister nor his queen out alone.
"Grimm. The kingdom can’t run with Cainhurst alone." Moore replied as she decided to embrace her brother. Of course, the three knew this sentiment and Cainhurst joined in their embrace. The plan is incomplete without necessary info, the months spent in the caverns were survivable, but a breath of fresh air was needed. And as such, Moore said her farewells. Taking with her a Younger Deamon and Exhile as companions, then a bagon and Serphentine. out into the unknown.

Outside the gate, you were greeted by the ruins of a city the likes you have never before seen before, as buildings soaring high up into the sky above, and roads that were made of glass displaying image after images of goods and services that have never before seen in your civilization. Soon, it was evident what caused its collapsed as orc, dwarven, and human corpses litters the streets. clearly there was no winner as the city was no longer the lively city it was but, now a shadow of its former glory as the fires still burns engulfing a few more buildings nearby.

The stench of decay and rot dominants the air suggesting that the battle occurred some time ago and the most perverse art that happened was the discriminably killing of anyone regardless of who they are, as with the orcs that they have brought their young with them and with the humans where their children holding tightly their families. But, all of them are now equal as the dogs chew on them spreading out blood and gore everywhere filling the streets again with the history that those that rest now witness.

You hear a faint sound coming from the subway station below you, the faint sounds of footsteps and the clanking of iron, and the faint sound of something roasting, it smells like meat but from what you don't know. Looking down to it a small glimmer of light can be seen.

As the small scout team arrives at the other side of the gate, the look of horror becomes scattered on the faces of the Exhile and Deamon. One that leaves them both speechless. Moore kept calm and had immediately moved towards the corpses.

"Antal. Mind bringing me one of each body?" She spoke as if normal. Despite the kingdom's power and training, the sight of what is presumed War may have been more chaotic to some but. One of the head tacticians knew how dire circumstances can get. The Deamon had picked up a orcs, dwarves and humans of all shapes and sizes.

"Seems any non-human is an outsider. Considering the differences in what little bearing each have." Moore conducted a series of inspections on the clothes and belongings of each, finding a distinct style difference between the humans and Non-humans. As she continued pondering the mechanics on both sides, The Exhile had picked up a few things that had looked usable.

"A few other-worldly trinkets might be good." The exhile girl mumbled to herself as she picked up a few items that seemed to be in working condition. As the Exhile girl seemed to find these a fun thing to have, Moore and the Deamon had investigated the so-called trinkets. But didn’t have much luck aside from the cartridge and trigger systems that was in them. Then there was the sound and smell that caught the attention of the three in which they decided to check out.

"Levis, surdus, occultatum." Moore chants with clear mind, she turns herself and her two allies invisible, with their steps making naught a sound. The nearby dogs seemingly skipping them as if they could not smell, see nor hear them. Of course, the three did their best not to step too close as they needed the "untouching" effect to be at its maximum if in case something were to happen with the station. With the Female twin now leading the way at the forefront, the three continue into the station of the voiceless.

The tunnel was dim and dark though, mirrors and other iron background can be seen decorating the tunnel, with a huge tunnel just right outside the platform they were standing on. The smell was horrendous, as the small fire in the middle was actually cooking the rotten remains of weirdly armored and armed humans while the area was filled with starving goblins feasting on the remains of what was left of them.

While they were guarding what seems to be a giant armored wagon on the tunnel, a group of the modern humans were still inside, and it seems that they were destined for dinner for the goblins as the goblins looks with hungry eyes and watery mouths. they stalk them waiting for them to open the doors letting them inside. But, while they stare at one another, the fire slowly starts to spread slowly.

Still the entire scene was gruesome as heads, body parts, and guts decorate the large tunnel and repainted the wall in deep red. The and the perpetrators was just in front, looking forward to the cowering looks of their soon to be victims, helplessly waiting for starvation or for them to get in.

With the dimness of the station opposing the team to go through under "normal" circumstance, the sister begins to give out orders as they draw near to the scene. With the sight before them, the exhile had not taken it lightly as well as the Deamon who knew that invading ones home with ill intent was not one of courtesy.

"Ad oculos aperire. Pauca caveto." Moore spoke with a clear tone, and as if a switch. The two knew what to do. The Deamon had taken out a lute as he strummed the first note, the exhile girl had broken out of concealment and made the first move. Her wings letting her soar a meter or two upwards and quickly moving her to a dive kick that knocks down the goblin with ease.

"Remember the plan. Grant." Moore continues, aiming her words towards the Deamon bard whose playing was affecting the capabilities of the Exhile and the Rucier. Iris did not let starving goblins close to the door, using her physical strength and magical aptitude to keep them at bay.



As the first goblin gets hit, the surrounding goblin noticed releasing a loud cry that echoes throughout the tunnel network. After the echo has traveled to a certain distance numerous of the same cry, returns your location as the sound of countless footsteps can be heard getting closer and closer. A horde of the goblins are coming their way.

The humans’ panics as the adults ordered the children to hide under the seats while the others try everything they can to fortify the doors, while they can be seen outside by the light the emanates from the ceiling of the structure. The goblins in bay smiled as they hear their reinforcements getting closer. One of humans urges the daemon to get inside as he pulls out the barricades and opens the door. but, the others beat him down trying to make him close the door. "GET IN HERE." He said as the crowd continues to beat him down but, the man endures the beating as he holds the door.

The moment the cries started, and smug faces arrived on the faces on those Iris fought. Moore had deduced that if there were other encampments nearby, they would attract their troubles. However, the same cannot be said for the group closest to them. And if there weren’t other camps, then this was an unnecessary danger. Nonetheless. There seemed to be quite a large sum of goblins which would tire Iris. Moore pondered on how to beat goblins as Iris happily thrashed waves of goblins by using other goblins as weapons despite not being all that bigger. Grant's playing went from a subtle tune to a higher action one that let Iris become more ecstatic fighting.

"Iris, please round up all the goblins. Grant, keep up the work." Moore told them as she approached the man. Her smile towards him looking abit sadistic as she stepped closer.

"non legere memoria!" She chanted with a smile and a flick on the forehead of the man who held the door open. Doing so, she could quickly learn the language of the people or at least what they use. She then turns to them with the chaos behind her being made by Iris.

"Close the door, we will come in later. Please do not be alarmed nor leave. If all possible, try not to do the latter." Moore ordered calmly, a smile half sincere and half sadistic as complex magical circles started to appear, and her book automatically being flipped. Using force from her magic, she makes the man let go and closes the door.

"back to work then." She mumbled as circles still kept coming, her cat ears now popping up and twitching. Grant's playing now causing the goblins to have their attentions focused at Iris whilst Moore re-activated her concealment spell on herself.

"Grant, be free to switch with Iris once she starts tiring herself." She ordered, Grant simply nodding as he kept strumming.



The people look in awe as the girl takes on the seemly numberless waves of goblins head on, seeing that the goblins are occupied by the warrior the men hatched a plan to power up the train so that they can finally leave the cursed monster filled tunnel. "The train news power to start." The conductor responds as he starts fiddling with the controls but, to no avail as it displays insuffienct power. "In the tunnels ahead, there is an emergency switch that would allow the train to function." The conductor continues to explain even further pointing to a nearby tunnel just on the side of the train tracks.

The men of the group were scared as even with the warrior there was still a lot that can go wrong as the goblins keeps on attacking her in endless waves, not demoralized by their losses and there was the other problem of encountering them when they are in the tunnels. "I volunteer." The worried looks of the group was broken with the volunteer. "I got us in this mess, I have to get us out of it." The man that was holding the door earlier said. "Ok, I'm going too then." A dark-skinned man said as he steps us with him, once was nervous was now gone as he stands with him. Then after some time two more joined up with him. Now they stand on the door waiting for the time to execute the plan.

The train itself didn't have any wheels or any kind of indication of how it would function or travel, and soon the volunteers of the group charges on the bodies of those that have fallen to the goblin quickly grabbing what seems to be weird twisted rods or slabs of iron and other various object that they can use in getting to the tunnel and power up the generator long enough for them to escape.

As the plan kept going, Iris attracted more and more goblins to her along with the Deamon's song. Moore had noticed the uproar happening as soon as she closed the gate, causing her to rush her spell. Grant was almost to the end of his song, which gave the signal for Iris to leave. With a single glance between the three, Iris jumped upward, and grab hold onto one goblin with a single hand. Grant played a small tune that had paralyzed everything and everyone in the vicinity except himself and Moore who had magical circles on her forehead move above the goblins, looking like a complex gear and with a roar, magical arrows rain from the ceiling in a flash. Finishing off a majority of the goblins. She could not risk the enclosed space collapsing and came to the conclusion that a modified Magical arrow rain spell mixed with a paralysis in a large area was sufficient.

"Grant, please be ready to play." Moore spoke as he stopped the paralysis. The dust created from the arrow rain, she waited for it to settle, two magical circles still remains on her, turning like gears behind her.

"What about the humans?" Iris howled from the ceiling, her magic surpressing the goblin she held in an attempt to keep it alive.

"Protect them perhaps?" Grant suggested in a rather calm tone.

"Yes. We need information. Good work by the by." Affirming the next move, Moore gives a thumb up to Iris for thinking about keeping the goblin alive. As for the people who had decided to move, she had decided to observe them.

"I shall go with them. You too keep up the good work." Moore told them as she was ready to use a spell on the goblin, but decided to wait for it. Since Iris is keeping him in check. As soon as the humans started grabbing things and running, Iris blocks their way and Moore steps towards them.

The men continued with their goal, getting to the sleeping generators. "What do we do!?" one of them said as he panics quickly guarding the entrance of the room.

"Don't worry." one of the larger build of them said as he starts working on it pulling out wires, cutting them and finally connecting them.

As he fiddles with it, the light of the station lights up, scaring the goblins away retreating back ever deeper into the tunnel.

The train starts raising ten inches from the ground, and slowly makes its way to the tunnels, in front of it slowly gathering speed in even minute.

At this time the men have started to run to the vehicle barely catching it before it accelerates faster and faster. grabbing the railing before it was too fast for them to get to but, before one of them was able to secure his hold he falls off.

The three watch the train go, Iris steps aside as to not get hit. But as for the one that fell. Moore chanted a quick spell that had frozen the man that had fallen, left alone by his own companions. Grant picks him up and the three ties up the goblin and the human.

"It’s a shame I’m not able to talk to a larger audience." Moore says gloomily as she does one her spells that was heard once already and flicks the goblins forehead. This allowed her to "speak" in their tongue or at least transcribe her words into the tongue of the creature. Grant and Iris had checked upon the corpses to find whatever they could find useful. And to clean up the mess.

"Can you two hear me?" Moore asks them in a direct and serious manner as she crouches down to meet their gazes.

"Being bound by rope and magic, I wish to speak. But knowing your actions. One will run and the other fights. Can’t have that." She continued.

"So, hear me out. Alright?"

The goblins didn't speak any language but, it seems to be communicating through growls and gestures and it seems that there isn’t any remote or hints of intelligences as your attempts of communication ended up getting a cry and the sounds of cowering to the lights that dominants the subway.

The human seems to panicky but, for other reasons that you can't seem to place, but after a few seconds of trying to calm himself he nods in agreement.

The train wasn't in sight. "What are you?" The man curiously asks as he looks at you and the carnage that you have bought upon.

Moore takes the growls and such to consideration and instead, casts something towards the goblin. Her intent being clear that she wishes to gain information as much as she could, but fairly dislikes this method. With hand on its forehead, she begins her search.

"non legere memoria, quaero" She chants and see's the memories of the goblin of how they came here, what they did and what they want to do.

"That’s good enough." She says to herself before putting her hand away, and due to this spell. The goblin would find itself in a Coma. She then turns to the human and decides to talk, moving to him at walking speed. Sadly, the magic binds prevent him from moving.

"Now, what am I you ask?" She says, putting her index finger on her chin and making an aloof expression.

"I am Moore. A Rucier and Head tactician to the Kingdom Arceae in what you call the fantasy world." She explains, not minding whatever expression the human would have. Surely the others would have a sense of pity or humanity but, Moore is a tease and somewhat sadistic in nature. Despite being good in nature as well.

The memories of the goblins offers close to no or a few trinkets of information as it shown, the ground cracking in half and waves of molten lava emerging from the ground devouring land and the homes of the goblins in one go, soon seeking for salvation the goblins climbed as fast as possible to get to the surface joining with the orcs and their large siege beast and with the sheer number they had, they flooded into the gate shattering and emerging from the other side where carnage and chaos ensured and the screams and death of the humans dominants the air.

The human looks at you with a slightly akwards look blushing, "I'm Morgan Tanner." He said introducing himself to her as he looks at her with admiration, and at the same time fear as he stares at her sadistic look and personality. "I'm single." He awkwardly said lost in though.

Moore would only look at him with piercing gazes as she scanned him. There were three things in her mind that she felt needed answering the most and would let him go after. A scout’s mission is to scout after all.

"I didn’t ask that. I will ask what I want to know." Moore says, this did not seem important to her now as she was not one to make the concrete decisions. She stands up and paces herself back and forth. With the two behind her almost finishing.

"One. WHAT are you?"

"Two. What happened?"

"Three. What did your people do before this incident?”

She spoke clearly and firmly, with her right hand holding onto a book of sorts on the side of her waist. She seemed ready to do something.

Realizing what he had just done, he quickly tries to change the subject. "I'm human." He said unsure on what to add with it. "and as you can see I do human things." he said quite blaming himself for his lame attempt to explain himself. "And to what happened?" He suddenly tries to remember what happened, and soon things like screams and yells, to soldiers getting overwhelms and lots and lots of running popped out of his head. "Um I have no Idea but, I blame those monster for what happened." he replies as he tries to sound cool for her.

"And we did the unusual celebrate and party and watch what's happening with the gate in New York." he said as best as his memory can muster as running away for dear life was what he remembered doing the most in the past.

Moore took these into consideration and although she noticed the very off-putting introduction, she payed no heed. But, celebrating a gate. No doubt different as to what they did. Then again, their civilization had more population than Arceae if they didn’t count the animals.

Nonetheless, she had made her decision. Information collected and ready to depart since the place is infested with enemies, it would be suicide to continue further without abit more help.

"Grant! Iris! We're going home to report." Moore says to the two who have just finished up. Grant had a handful of human items, no doubt from Iris who seemed to carry a sack and looking very happy.

"Moore! I got a few copies just for you and Grimm. “Iris said happily, as she looked like a dog with puppy eyes and a wagging tail. Except there was no tail.

"I have the originals. In case you’re wondering." Grant spoke with enlargen hands, the size of at least 6 computers with his guitar strapped to his back.

"Thank you, now let’s go. Before we get flooded." Moore cuts them off and puts her hood on. A magic circle appears in front of the three. One as large as an elevator door. But complex in design.

"Thanks as well Sir. Tanner. May you live." She bids farewell as Grant and Iris walkthrough, humming along to one of the songs Grant played. Moore turned and passed through after them, the circle would close in 2 seconds.

"what about me?" The man said as he is still tied up. "You can't leave me here alone." He follows slightly worried and afraid of what can happen, soon the engines start slowing down suggesting that its running out of what legacy normally uses to power them up. After a few minutes the lights dim with each second and the howls and the cries of delight of the goblins can be heard all around the tunnel.

He was scared to say the least as this could have been the end for the man, and not soon after he fell in love at first sight with the strange woman. "Please, take me with you." He begs Moore to bring him with her.

Seeing that the thing was still open, tanner charged into it leaving the goblins behind, as the lights flicker for the last time returning the tunnel back to the darkness.

The Patriots, The Nationalist, and the Outsiders

Collab between @NecroKnight and @Wildman13

Road to unification mini RP


The road had been hard and rocky - the people whom had been fleeing from one location to another. The monsters that had entered Japan - once some kind of gate had opened in Sendai. After which most communication started to get harder and eventually cease all-together. Then came the monsters, beasts not even folklore could imagine - and they killed. Killed like wild animals and didn't stop - not when faced against the Clans or the Daimyos in the Northern lands. The current group had just entered Aomori. Some talking and hoping that perhaps they could reach the northern tip and maybe sail for Ezo.

How ironic it was, that the will of the Kami favored their northern 'cousins' in such a way. People whom had a hundred years ago been nothing more than simple hunters and wild men. How they of Yamato - had thought themselves so above the Americans, the Koreans, the Russians, the Chinese. Then they got greedy and the Heaven' lance speared the land asunder - their Emperor dead and all of his most loyal men and advisors. In that single moment - they were reminded of humility.

In the years of the Cold War - they fought against each other like animals, while the Ainu - once thought lower on their social ladder than even the Koreans, had prospered. Under the rule of the Soviet-system they grew several times larger - until they had enough people and arms to be a prefecture itself. While their children died in civil war or famine - the Ainu taught their own how to sing, farm, fight, and hunt.

It had been such way throughout the Cold War - then one day the Soviet Union was gone and so was the threat that hung over the Northern region. The Ainu - despite having suffered half a century of Japanese discrimination were not angry - they were even willing to accept reconciliation and aid the divided nation in getting back up. Then two decades later - this happened. Monsters.

The current group had been lucky - they had kept moving. Such happened, whenever the lands of one Daimyo fell or the man himself was killed in battle. Those that survived fled to the hills or the next safe land. Soon likely - there wouldn't be anywhere to run. "Think, they will let us in?" asked somebody - namely, if the Ainu would accept refugees into their socialist 'utopia'. Long ago the people would have fought to death to keep such a force away - now they were running towards it in hope of salvation.

"They have to." A small teenage boy replies to him, clearly still below 18 years old and visibily weak and exhausted from all the running he undergone for the past days. "I mean they would need us somehow." He follows up and like the rest went to doubting himself in the process. His answer made the others nervous and slowly losing hope.

The group by itself was composed of a total of 5 armed civilians and another unarmed 15. Armed only with a few spears and swords one of them seem to be wielding a gun that he was lucky to scavenged from the battlefield. Because of the voices of the two a small patrol of orcs was alerted to their presents, but as they kept on arguing they have failed to noticed the incoming threat as an arrow went straight into the chest of one of them.

"THE ORCS ARE HERE!" One of them yells in panic as the group started running, the orcs started chasing the weak group picking off the armed, severing limbs and heads from their bodies. Soon, shots were fired into the charging orcs, killing one of them before the gunner gets overwhelmed by them. The boy started running as fast as he can, not looking back to see if the others were still alive.

"You shall hear hear thunder....and remember us...." whispered Ayai, as they saw the sight and soon - in unison seven SKS' fired off and suddenly the heads of four orcs exploded. While one other died due to several shots into his neck and shoulder area - to make it bleed out.

As both the orcs and civilians saw the figures of armed soldiers appear from within the hiding brush several meters away - almost hidden like ghosts due to the early morning fog. The humans didn't need to reload, unlike the dwarven blunderbusses and they took aim once more. Killing off the orcs, that were upon the unfortunate civilians - killing off most of those, that wanted to go after the unarmed ones.

"The sky a crimson red...."

As expected, one of the orcs raised its sharp staff - and several abominations soon charged off at the soldiers. Whom didn't make any movement to flee - while the civilians could soon hear the sound of something familiar. Horses. As the young kid soon saw - a dozen horseback riders charge past him at the orcs.

Before the orcs could realize the deception and the fact that their archers had been first killed off. It was too late. As the mainlanders once saw the roar of men charging into battle - and the last thing the orcs shaman and few warriors saw was the sharp end of several dozen spears being smashed into their vulnerable parts.

The abominations that charged into the fog were then with a quick swipe slashed in half by the Captain of the group - with a sharp blade, and in less than a minute the entire battle was over. As the hidden soldiers soon started to appear from within the fog - yet they were not Daimyo or Imperial soldiers.

The civilians cheered in celebration, thanking the soldier for saving them but, by the time the battle was over eight men lay in silent in the ground and another 3 were injured where one was heavily injured while the other two had suffered minor damages.

"Thank you so much." He and the others give thanks to the soldiers. "Are you the Ainu!?" one of them excitingly said as they stare with hopeful eyes. "More importantly are you going to take us in?!" another follows up, making the crowd look in anticipation.

They soon got their answer upon seeing Captain Ayai - the heavy tattoos on her face and hands, marked her an Ainu hunter - and a rather adept one at that, since she had more than enough markings on her body to prove it. Carrying on her back, was a sheathe for a katana - namely an Imperial Officer' sword. Likely a war trophy from long ago - yet still sharp as ever and caked in the blood of abominations.

As the woman soon spoke up. "Sadly no. We are not here to rescue-" she stated - her Japanese slow but understandable, likely crushing some spirits, before reigniting them with her next words. "-we are here to cleanse. The mainland of these filth and make sure they don't threaten Ezo. If you wish, we can take you to our staging ground."

The faces of the men lighted up with her answers, filling them with hope and igniting the passion of nationality back in their hearts.

"HEAR THAT." One of the shouts out passionately. "WE ARE GOING TO TAKE BACK OUR HOME!" He continues with pride as the others cheer happily in liberating and saving their clan. As sense of duty was seen in their eyes, and above hope that they can save their families at last from the savages that took their lands.

Captain Ayai rolled her eyes in reply to that, leave it to the mainlanders, to go from desperate refugees to eager warriors seeking glory. "Alright move it. We don't have all day," she called, as the civilians were soon back on the road. The bodies of their own carried by the Ainu - while the orc ones had been set and left to burn.

An hour later of walking, they would soon reach the city of Aomori. Which was home to one of the last Daimyos in the region. While also having numerous forces from Ezo present. “Form and orderly line. Sign up. You will be then designated where to go. If you’re hungry, there are several people servicing at the moment. Do so, after signing yourself in..."

The men quickly filled up the forms and started grabbing a meal after, falling in line and getting a well needed rest and a chair to relax on. "Can't believe that we have the option to go and take back our homes from them." One of them said clearly happy and excited. "Yep they aren't so bad after all." one of them comments with the aid that their getting. "I don't know with you but, I might be a lord with land after all of this is done." another joke around bring well deserved cheers and laughter for the once hopeless group.

"Still pops would be glad knowing that were taking the fight back to them." someone in the group said bring back reality back to them mentioning the lost that just suffered a while back.
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After the eventful eight months of the war, new nations and other various creatures have joined the crash between one another, all of them with their own various agendas and ideologies but, all of them operate under the same goal, of saving their own worlds from complete destruction. As the war continues its deadly grind between the two worlds, aspirating warlords and upstart leaders starts to operate in the shadows. Rallying the populous to rebel and start their own nations from the ashes of what was once great nations.

Most of legacy's officials and militia had vanished from the surface of the earth, abandoning the few surviving academic cities to those that were too late for the large-scale evacuation that the remnants of legacy conducted on the background. The UN lost most of their leadership and cooperation between nations have crumbled the capabilities of the organization, leaving most of the surviving members of its security council to declare their own nations in south America. Using the infrastructure of the prevalent drug nations of the past to good use though some of them have turned to piracy and banditry, most nations have operated as temporarily governments to round up and save as much as they can.



Modern Major Event

As the radios blare out its usual schedules programs or to static. But, after a few minutes a morse code like transmission can be heard with it. After listening closer to it a simple but, dreadful message continuously on a loop saying “Help, Beijing, underground.” The Morse code translates to, continuing to this day hiding away from human ears until for some time.

At the same time various plants and small kinds of new creatures have shown themselves and have prospered around certain areas in the gate. One of these plants are a tree that has silver ores growing in its trunk and many more strange plants and animals all of wish has its own various kinds of special properties.


Europe


In Europe the number of armies have decreased in size and equipment, siege beast have greatly decline of the siege equipment that they used to carry and ride on. Because of this Europe was able to rebuild itself but, as the orcs, avian, and other dwarfs used everything in their power to fortify and lock down, desperately keen on keeping their captured cities.

And then it happened a large stampede of various large creatures suddenly emerged from the gate from large elephants to bizarre looking hostile creatures, the sizable rampaging creatures were followed by a large orc contingency right behind them.



China, beijing


Rebel cells and other survivor’s groups in what was the capital of china have broken down in relationship. Fragmenting and destroying any means of establishing a unified front against the monsters that have defiled their once proud nation. As different ideologies and other factors have led to infighting between them. While the orcs still controlled the city as a whole, various resistances have popped up around and inside the city.

The largest of all of these fractions were the ones calling themselves the people's republic which uphold the various policies and ideology, the old government had before its fall. The second largest were the new republic of the people, which follows a different path that is vastly different from the people's republic, called eastern democracy.



Africa


The African front was almost lost to the monsters, but was saved under the joint forces of the UN and the warlords scattered in the continent, repelling and holding the monsters from going even further into the mainland, though there are several large gaps in their defenses they were still able to hold and fortify key locations. The cooperation between what was once enemies have boosted the morale of the people and the various UN officials. But, what they don't know was one UN official was plotting behind their backs, gathering the support of aspiring warlords for the unification of Africa.

In some part of Egypt, the siege worms are punching through the defenses of its army and the various station UN troops in the region, slowly getting pushed by the combine force of orcs and the siege worms, the UN and the Egyptian army had to fall back to one of their strongholds near Suez Canal.



Philippine, Manila


The Katipunan in the Philippine's was making several attempts to connect and establish connections with the rest of the world but, to no avail as signal for their phones and other electronic devices doesn't seem to work. Looking at how much the orcs have transformed the city have disgusted them as large waste pits and other buildings seems to destroy the scenery in the capital and its monuments. Like the grandstands in Clark air base was now a dumping site to all Orc and Shoties waste.

Soon, after scouting the nearby neighborhoods near their compound, a few military caches and survivors were recovered by the growing resistance group in manila, though it was still weak to act in its own, this was the first signs of hope for the group, as more members meant that they were becoming stronger and more establish.

"Sir, we received word that theirs a small camp just outside of manila." She said reporting the find. "I'm going to escort them back here." She continues receiving a agreeing nod in response. "Good luck, Tina be safe." He said with a proud look as she leaves closing the door softly before she leaves. "May God keep you safe." He said as the door slowly closes.

Just outside of the compound, a small task group of the Katipunan's volunteers have gathered near an APC, All in all the force was just a small group of 6, with the driver, four gunners and the leader of the group. "Sorry, I took so long." She said as she enters the APC, After a minute or so the engines starts up and with it the red gate opens, letting the vehicle escape into the streets of the ruined city.




Fantasy world


Mother’s Stone


Mother's Stone was one of the well-known cities of the orcs, built upon the skull of an earth giant, the city had a barbaric and at the same time civilized look to it. This was where the orcs would gather and discuss various things like declarations of war, peace treaties, and other various political function. referred to as the unofficial capital of the orcs, the city was packed with activity but, now only a few orcs take to the streets and the stalls that used to house meat and vegetable was now non-existent. While also the earth crawlers, the cities primarily source of income was incinerated, when one of the pillars of lightnings narrowly missed the city.

Despite luckily surviving from the natural calamity, the city has been slowly decaying as each second, a citizen flees to the gate where they don't have to worry about the still eminent threat of the pillars of lightning roaming around the surface. All that's left were the orc nobles and loyal orc war bands that have lost much in the first stages of the war. A small council was inside the great halls of the city and with it most of the orc nobles that are tired of the war and the shamans relentless suicide campaign.

The council was held under the old eyes of Theren the great, an orc warrior that led the orcs in the war against the elves and overlooked at his kin survival for the many centuries to come, despite his legendary statue it was evident that his time would come so aside from the war effort talks of his heir was opened. Around the council several orcs that wore different clothing and accessories were arguing on what to do with the war effort and if the nobles should put a stop to it all.

"We are losing too much, and we have gained so little." one of them begins. "Those loses are small compared to what we can achieve." another argues and then so fore and so on and despite the running of time no one was able to get a one up between the other, so tired with the futile effort their glare at Theren, The only orc on par with the shaman and also the guardian of the title of the king of warriors. His death was soon and however gets his spot would ultimately choose the direction that they would take.

After a while


The various clan lords have met up in secret forging partnership and alliances under the back of the others as they believe that the shaman is right and that the modern humans are the world eaters and they must be destroyed.




Mexico


In mexico a horde of animal morphs are making their way to the US trampling and crushing the meagre force that tried to block entry to the nation. Creatures that are ranging to three stories tall to the size of a normal human, these stampedes are threatening to flank the humans that seems to be defending against the orcs on the east and west.

Soon, after the charge the horde stopped after seeing a small orc band in front of them, the orcs have raised their weapons which was a big mistake. "RARIANS WE HAVE AN ENEMY!" One of the Minotaurs yells out as they horde continues, charging into the unprepared mob, crushing, breaking, and severing bones. While the smaller ones starts hacking limbs and heads. It didn't take long before the one sizable mob was reduced to a red stain on the ground.

After the display of power, the horde continues their match to either claim land or to loot but, since their wants hasn't been discovered due to their aggressive nature, other modern humans do not go near them because of this trait of theirs.

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