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Embassies: The Bar on the corner of every region, The Fist of God, The Glorious Nations of Iwaku, Atlas, Nationalist Commonwealth of Free Regions, Eastern Roman Empire, KAISERREICH, The Military Federation, The World of Remnant, POLATION, Eladen, The Fallout Wasteland, Asiana, Central, International Debating Area, The Embassy, and 14 others.The Western Isles, Regionless, Union of Nationalists, The Great Universe, Confederacy of the North, The NewsStand, The United Coalition of Nation States, The United Islands of the Atlantic, The Alterran Republic, Gypsy Lands, Coin Collecting Club, Lardyland, Misanthropic Bloc, and Chicken overlords.
The embassy with The Great Universe is being withdrawn. Closure expected .
Today's World Census Report
The Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector in The Warden World
World Census analysts extensively tested concept muscle cars in empty parking lots in order to estimate which nations have the largest auto industries.
As a region, The Warden World is ranked 7,540th in the world for Largest Automobile Manufacturing Sector.
|1.||The Mechanized Republic of Gildera||Father Knows Best State||“Liberty and industry”|
|2.||The Future states of Industrial America||Compulsory Consumerist State||“E Pluribus Unum”|
|3.||The Free Middle-Earth of Hellasreich||Corporate Police State||“....”|
|4.||The Introspective Horrors of Immordenia||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy||“Insecure, unconfined, destructive, that's what you are!”|
|5.||The Free city of Athaton||Corporate Bordello||“Strong and stable”|
|6.||The Darkest timeline of United Utrikite States||Iron Fist Consumerists||“Für den europäischen Arbeiter!”|
|7.||The Federation of Zombie king||Iron Fist Consumerists||“In the ashes of war our Demons are our friends”|
|8.||The Separate Enclaves of Dreazen||Mother Knows Best State||“⍋⟟⍜⌰⏃⏁ ⎍⎅⊬ ⟟⋔⌿⍀⍜⎐⟒⏚”|
|9.||The Guardians of The 5th Militia Fleet||Corporate Police State||“Sent on behalf of the Traveler...”|
|10.||The Union of Mars of Kehmria||Psychotic Dictatorship||“Mars Aeternum!”|
- : The Republic of Crawdad Republic of the region The Great Universe ordered the closure of its embassy in The Warden World.
- : Cybertronian commonwealth ceased to exist.
- : The Federation of Zombie king arrived from Lazarus.
- : The Federation of Zombie king ceased to exist.
- : The Empire of Khwhp of the region Lardyland cancelled the closure of its embassy in The Warden World.
- : The Republic of Now or Never of the region Lardyland ordered the closure of its embassy in The Warden World.
- : Greater utrikite states ceased to exist.
- : Galactic emperium ceased to exist.
- : Derrada ceased to exist.
- : The Free Middle-Earth of Hellasreich arrived from Graveyard.
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“Well,” Mando says as he takes a horse, “guess we’ll find out when we get there.”
The other two Guardians find their own horses and join Mando, ready to ride.
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So, global mind control?
Vlaicu felt a slight chill in the air, halting his whistling to cradle the warm, comforting ring in his pocket.
More memories followed.
Several raids on Decepticons researchoutposts, alongside officer Grey and the Autobots. Sparks were the facsimile souls of Cybertronian commonwealth, able to produce electrical power instead of psychic energy, as well as enhance electronic systems and intelligences. Like all things given at creation, they were taken for granted and ruthlessly exploited by the Decepticons.
Cruel, inhumane research into Red Sparks, the splintering of normal Blue Sparks into mindless, vengeful, violent animals, was marred in disgust by Vlaicu, but the entity of Immordenia, tasting the same memories through the flesh it had lent to Mairon, licked its lips at the thought.
"There is little need to lift a hand when mortals are so quick to break themselves, and too eager to toss aside the pieces... While metal life will not serve as fodder, it will make excellent fuel..." it whispered.
The clone's senses were faintly revealed to the ring, as he input a personal access code to the magrail compartment, which in turn opened its doors to the exclusive VIP compartment, much to the jealousy of several other clones from Vlaicu's complex as they entered the public compartments. Vlaicu sat down in a red valvet and brass chair, considering the wine compartment which had just opened up to his right side...
Eldarion took the lead. At first they all went on a gallop but after an hour they slowed and after a few more hours arrived at the Black Gate, the soldiers that were there when Mando first arrived were on their knees with Gondorians behind them sticking swords to their neck ready to stab at any movement.
As they went through the massive gate Rairel seemed to crack a smile, he was getting excited about something.
"I will need to stop at Mount Doom...I-I have business to take care of."
Eldarion looked back at Rairel slightly suspicious.
"What business do you have at Mount Doom?", questioned Eldarion.
"Something personal...", Merely replied Rairel
"ignore the wine.", Mairon tried to compel Vlaicu.
"The others are... unworthy. Slowly you will plan, slowly you will exterminate., Mairon also tried to instil these thoughts into Vlaicu.
"You are the only one worthy enough to lead your kind."
Vlaicu rubbed his head, his subconscious mind somewhat tired from resisting these cruel thoughts. He felt a headache coming on, and decided [with urging from the ring] to not drink the wine. Best to be sober for these things, anyways, he thought.
The magrail arrived on time, and Vlaicu exited, brushing past several Yuris and a few Arranu as he briskly walked towards a wider connected building,eventually stopping outside a rather antiquated wooden door. Giving a light knock before opening, he entered, being greeted by several seated Yuri Clones, all at similar ages to him. An older one with gray hairs [clearly a conscious choice in Yuri society] gestured to him excitedly.
"Vlaik, it is nice to see you! We were worried you might have been... busy, with work! Sit down, sit down!"
Vlaicu closed the door behind him and sat beside the older clone, as one of his brothers, one who had not cheered at the sight of Vlaiku resumed speaking, sullen in his voice.
"And after I had my shore leave extended thanks to the radiation spike, she... was deployed in the 3rd Combined Aquatic Patrol Group... she... the machines... the submarines... it was focused fire and she..."
the clone broke down, cupping his face in his hands and quietly sobbing, as his fellows next to him put their hands on his shoulders.
Vlaicu did not react much to this, having heard it before. The ring sensed, through his passive defenses, the hint of a memory of this: Daryush, a navy lieutenant, once privately married to an Arranu army who had been on his vessel, their shore leaves weren't synchronized and his stay in a neighboring town was extended by a radiation pulse from the bombing of Transylvania. He had to be put into intensive care and frozen while the radiation-scrubbing bacteria cultures were prepared, and was in cryosleep when his wife died on deployment against the Plan B submarines.
Vlaicu did not hold strong feelings about Daryush repeating his story. Both had opened up to the counseling group, and after a brief chat, had not much further contact. Vlaicu was a Traditionalist, believing only Yuris or a Yuri should rule Transyvania, and that all allies, alien or otherwise, should be distant and separate, having lost many comrades fighting other nations. Daryush believed that by integrating with other peoples and nations, they would have strong allies and be stronger than by themselves, and had taken it to heart with wedding an Arranu woman. While neither had directly clashed over their beliefs, their unease by their differences had made the gap between the two veterans seemingly insurmountable, and each tended to stay silent and avoid the other.
Vlaicu felt an urge to speak, but the ring sensed an opportunity to steer his mind and mouth towards a topic of discussion...
“Wait, you mentioned Mount Doom a while back. Something about this power that we supposedly need?” Mando asked. “Is that it?”
"Mount Doom? Power? What are you planning Elf?", Eldarion looked back at Rairel, his suspicion grew greater.
"Elves my king, they hid a ring of power there about 10 years after Sauron was defeated. I intend to reclaim it."
"Why would they hide it there? A place of evil.", Eldarion questioned.
"Ask the Elves.", Rairel replied.
Reiter proceeded to ride his horse up by Mando.
"Should we keep an eye on him?", he'd quietly say.
As they rode Mount Doom came into view, once this mountain was active and now it lays dormant.... for now.