Avariel was the new home-world of the Narrikians. This home-world would be theirs for centuries to come if Lucien played his cards right. Today he was scheduled to give a speech and push the Narrikians into the new millenium. No longer could they use old and outmoded science that everyone had access to. Times were changing. The winds of change had brought with them a chance for the Narrikians to move past their limitations.
They.
Would.
Evolve.
The government of old had been too weak to handle the problems the Narrikins as a race held. The DAIS and Anrufe and now Vionix and Zarethians were their enemies. True the preternatural coalition and the Mechera had allied with them and the K Empire but they were still outnumbered. Putting on the clothes of the emperor Lucien checked his clock. Right on schedule and soon he could give his speech. Before he climbed onto stage Lucien let out a beacon with the Pseudo System. It would go to all currently alive Narrikians urging them who were not on this world to attend the speech that Lucien was about to give. No longer could the people be divided. They had to unite as one group.
Lucien approached the podium that had been made and looked over at the gathered crowd of people who were all Narrikians. Would this be too much to ask for them? Would it be too much to ask the people to drastically change their way of life? Lucien did not know the answers and so began his speech.
"People of Narrikia. With the fall of Memorial at our once allies the Vionix we have lost wives and children and husbands and families. The Vionix will pay for the war crimes they have commited against us and will pay with a cold reaping. For every 5 of ours we lost, they shall lose 40 of theirs by the time we are finished. No mercy shall be given. From this day forward I Lucien Dolos as Emperor of the Republic of Narrikia do hereby state..." A statue of Miamore had been erected nearby and Lucien teleported next to it and drew out Shadow Soul.
Slicing the statue with the blade at speeds he could barely be seen. "WAR WITHOUT QUARTER UPON OUR ENEMIES!"
The statue fell to the ground her head falling at his feet.
Lucien then appeared back on the podium. "To facilitate a war without quarter I must now make new laws for the Republic of Narrikia. The first new law mandates that every inhabitant of any Narrikian world will keep 5 conventional and 5 solid shell weapons within his own house or her own house loaded. Orphanages and other places will also be required to possess these. Law Enforcement will carry 3x as many fire-arms. Military 6x as many fire arms as they normall would carry. "
Lucien paused for a moment.
"The second law is as follows. Every Narrikian will undergo mandatory hand to hand combat along with weapon training if they are twelve years of age and upward for at least six months. This is so that the people are not left unprotected again. We must not allow our guard to slip and that brings me into law #3."
"We will no longer allow extraterrestials to go without watch on our planet. Any who arrive will be checked for weapons, bio terror agents, explosive devices and anything else that can be used to harm us. Their clothes will be replaced with garb supplied by tailors on the planet with tracking chips so we can monitor their every deed and word. The suits will also contain explosives so we can end them before a problem arises. They will also be stripped of any and all communication devices to be returned when they leave."
Lucien then did the gesture of sheathing his sword dragging out the motion of it.
"For us to succeed we must be prepared. This is why once Narrikians graduate primary school systems they will study languages of other Empires. They will be taught how to fly vehicles and how to handle weapons properly. Those who wish may opt out, but will not be allowed to participate in the war that will soon occur. The Anrufe are back and though it pains me I must make an alliance with them. For only with superior forces will we win the day."
Lucien then looked at the people. The last bomb shell would be the hardest for them to swallow. They needed the fire power of the Mechera though. Lucien finally sighed and said. "Before I became Emperor Rezick had aligned us with the Mechera. As much as it pains me to do this we must vassalize so that they can provide us an increase to our fleet. We don't even possess a Titan. Shameful because we will need one to drive our point home on the Vionix. They will be made to pay for what they have done, one hundred if not a thousand fold. Go to your houses. Eat. Drink. Train. Be ready. For soon we strike down the serpent of the Vionix with the Eagle of NARRIKIA!"
Gone was the dreamer and the child. Lucien had embraced reality. The reality was that now he had to lead. Lucien had to unite the scatted Narrikians and bring them to war against their most hated enemy to date. Lucien stepped off the stage and vanished. he had teleported, but without any sort of flare or anything.
