A New Dawn [Closed; TG to Enter]

[New Celisia]

TO: The Coalition
FROM: The Celisian Monarchy
SUBJECT: Resignation from the Coalition; And Declaration of War
ENCRYPTION: None

In the beginning our admission to this Coalition was questioned.. Our beliefs were heavily scrutinized and we bore the prejudice of this Coalitions members. So amusing that a simple deviation of a single aspect of Christianity could be seen as such a problem? That we believed in yet another prophet, but despite that we still remained solemn with you beliefs core tenants. Following such rude and disrespectful behavior towards our joining of your ranks, the nation known as San Martin Caballero was allowed to continue it's existence in this organization. Despite the path that it's government had taken, despite that fact that even as they stood protected in our halls... The slaughter of that countries own civilians had begun. The people of San Martin Caballero were put under and even greater scrutiny than my nation had been, only this time this scrutiny came from within.. It came from a power that wished to do away with the beliefs of others.. It came from a power that would have those who believed differently slaughtered in the streets by the most inhumane methods. Some of the same methods that were implemented against early Christians in their plight for acceptance. Those that were not directly killed were kicked out of their own nation, without a home, and without a place that they should have rightfully been able to stay. And yet what did this Coalition do? It figuratively patted the nation of San Martin Caballero on that hand, and hardly condemned his actions. What did the leaders of this Coalition do? Did they not even Condemn San Martin Caballero? They simply said they did not condone such actions? Is this truly the way that this nations actions should have been attended?

We watched in the background as our existence in this Organization was questioned almost at every turn. We watched with patience and care, so as not to disturb those powers that would do nothing against a real threat and stand idly by as innocents were killed. We watched.. We waited.. And in the end we were pressed with an investigation. From what purpose such an investigation would be launched against our nation we do not know. Our nation had always supported this Organization, and yet when the loyalties of such a nation as San Martin Caballero were not questioned.. Despite their actions. And when our loyalties were in fact questioned... We grew tired of this endless political game. We grew tired of this game of "You rub my back, and I shall rub yours". When nations were protected from justice simply because they had supported this Coalition from the beginning. When the ties of man were more important than your god. And now with a heavy heart I must proclaim my nations resignation from this organization. Although our nations leading religion is no longer Christianity, we feel as if this Coalition does not support the key tenants of such a religion. We feel as if your Coalition is an abomination in the eyes of your Christ. Where such blatant hypocritical actions and barbaric occurrences seem to occur, and are even supported. Where ignorance is coveted above all else and above all truths. Where it is obvious that many of your members would not act the way they did, if they simply opened the Christian Bible and read from it's ancient pages.

This Coalitions is weak and filled with lies. It promotes hatred and the killings of innocents. It has become a shadow of whatever intent it's original creation had aspired to. And.. Without a doubt.. It has become an abomination. As any Shepard of his flock would know... The weak must be culled. When you receive this message there should be no doubt upon our intentions. This poor excuse for an alliance will be crushed beneath the boots of Celisian soldiers. Your houses and villages will be razed to the ground, your soldiers will receive no quarter. The men and women of your nation that are captured will be turned into stock, either to be used as slave labour or as food. Your children will be raised as slaves and sold off to the highest bider, your land will be converted to house the growing might of Celisian industry, and your cities shall be burned unless considered of use to house our fearless soldiers. Today is a great day. Today is the day when the Celisian Empire will march from the shadows of it's former glory, to write a new page in the history books of the Daius and man. Today is the day when the stage will be set for your inferior countries you call your own to fall before us. I hope that you prepare both in body and in soul enemies of mine, for if you are not on your toes you will most assuredly be swept aside. Your streets will fill with the blood of your countrymen, and at the end of each day you shall weep in knowledge that such action could have been adverted.

Sincerely,
Duke Charles Melhavre,
Heir Apparent to the Celisian Throne.

[New Celisia]

Duke Charles Melhavre

The Duke rubbed his temples slowly, the stress from court was taking a toll on not only his mind but also his body. His bloodshot eyes looked over the various reports of state, and his hair was in disarray. It had been more than a few days since he had received a decent nights rest, and it was easily discerned by his slumped shoulders that Duke Charles was now a haunted man. It has started three months previous.. The Royal family has received a message from a distant and almost forgotten Celisian Colony. It was known as Neo Kracia.. At first it seemed as if all was going to be well. That a reunion of sorts would take place and Celisian pride would be sparked.. Though the Duke did not realize what the rest of that message contained.. Not until he finished reading the elegant hand written Communique. It seemed as if the rumors of his family being the natives of Altarra had never been mere rumors. They had in fact been the truth, and a truth that the human inhabitants of it's land had long forgotten. It was strange to say that.. Human.. As if he were no longer part of the race of man. Shaking his head in absolution, it was obvious that a lot had changed from that fateful letter. Charles had learned that he was part of the race known as the Daius, he had also learned that the Daius had a variety of Ethnicities, most of which had fallen into myth, seeing as no contact with the mainland of their race had been achieved in some time. His line was known as the Kai.. And they were special. Capable of living in the warmer climates to the south.

A small smile washed over his features and it almost seemed as if the man was himself again. And then darker thoughts resurged into his youthful mind.. The letter had also spoken of a revolution.. One that would put the Daius back into their positions as the Alpha's of Altarra, that they might retake their homeland and one again rule supreme. At first most of the Royal line had been skeptical.. Thinking that this was all part of a hoax to make them seem as fools.. Though Charles had always known better.. Their greyish skin and purple eyes had always been a matter of his childhood curiosity.. He had always known that his family was special, and now there was proof that he was in fact correct. Within days Charles had gained the support of most of his family, the support to garner such a revolution, the support that might put his true people back into their place of power. Of course this had been dissidents.. His father Mikhael had been the most prominent of them. And unfortunately that had mean't that Charles had to get the man out of his way.

Not wishing to start a Civil war Charles spoke with his father at length about his opinions on the matter. After it was obvious that his father did not agree, and would in all likelihood never condone such an action, Charles had said the words in which he would never forget. "If you do not do this for our people, then I will. With.. Or without your consent. Perhaps it is time for a new more capable Celisian Monarch." This was said with such fiery passion that his father had been taken aback. The man had looked extremely hurt and the look of betrayal in his eyes was something that would be burned into the corners of Charles soul. Moments past with the two men starring one another down, until finally Mikhael said what the Duke did not expect. "If you think you can do better at running our country, I will let you, but know this.. If you fail your name will go down in the history books as the betrayer of your kingdom. I will allow this to occur... For the good of our people.. So that less bloodshed will have to happen as necessary." These were the last words Charles had heard from his father, seeing as the man would not speak to him since the fateful argument. This was one of the many things that had haunted the Duke.. One of the many things that had burned him to his core.

After power was redistributed to the new ruling monarch of New Celisia, Duke Charles Melhavere, many things quickly took place within the country. Within a month a large group of Kai were transported to the shores of Altarra, where a temporary city was built to house their growing population. The humans of Celis were nullified by the Duke's kind and reassuring words, making them believe that what he was doing was in their best interest, and that nothing more than new Celisians would come of it. His actions were viewed by a few cynical observers as brash, and that they would lead to the downfall of Celis. The latter was correct to a point.. Such actions did eventually lead to the downfall of the Celis it's humans had come to know it as. By the third month three temporary cities had been constructed, and were completely filled with Daius Kai. More were arriving day by day, and soon the Daius had began moving into the cities inhabited by their human counterparts. Schools and other public locations were quickly segregated, and it became obvious early on that the Daius viewed themselves as superior to the human Celisians. Several riots had occurred but yet again.. The Duke had put them down by using his false reassurances. Making the people of Celis think that things would soon get better... They were led to believe wrongly however.

Soon the population of Celisian Daius had far outpaced that of the humans. Weapons were taken from humans and a law was enacted so that only Daius individuals could own firearms. The military was disassembled and then remade as a Daius organization. Several riots were put down using the might of the Kai's military, and the humans looked to their monarch in hope... A hope that would soon be crushed, never to be acted upon or fulfilled. Days passed and soon humans were be rounded up and sent to ship yards around the nation, they were being forced out of their homes with little of their personal lives to bring with them, and open outrage for such actions was obvious. Little did the humans know what was happening.. That in fact they were being sent back to the very shores in which the Daius had migrated from.. That they were to become the new unwilling citizens of Neo Kracia.. Few humans were allowed to stay, and the ones that were.. Were made to be used as servants, to conduct the menial labour their Daius counterparts did not wish to do. Some two million humans were turned into serfs and made to farm the land, feeding the large morass of Daius that were now taking jobs as service providers and factory owners.

It was soon found that humans had their uses, and they were quickly put to work as not only farmers, but as factory workers and other such attendants as well. At first this resulted in the drop of jobs for the Daius, but within very little time the Daius without jobs were either conscripted into the armed forces or the para-military force that acted as the Celisians police. These terrible actions had taken their toll on the young Duke.. These actions of betrayal to now only his father but also to his people.. The people he had so easily let these Daius who called him their own take advantage of.. And now day by day he knew that his actions would forever haunt him.

And just as his actions haunted the Duke.. It would soon come to be realized that the Daius would haunt the Christian Order that the Celisians had come to revere. The Daius had not only brought a way of war mongering not known to the average Celisian, but they had also brought with them The Sparaen Faith.. A religion that worshiped Spara; The goddess of War and the matron mother of all others divine entities. The two religions had quickly come to clash, and due to the racial inequalities that Celis had come to know, the Christian Faith was soon crushed and sent packing with the rest of the human population. This was followed by the resignation of Celis from the Coalition of Christian Communities, and later the open declaration of war upon it's halls. The Daius had been calling for such an action for a long time, but Charles had stalled, he still knew what it meant to be loyal. Though he couldn't hold out forever, and he knew that if he did not do what the majority wanted, that he would soon lose his position to others beneath him. The declaration had been written, edited, and then revised by himself. Charles had wanted to convey a sense of national and racial pride, and he felt as if he had done the issue justice.. And if he had, Then why did he feel so guilty he wondered to himself...