Fate's cruelty [MT| Semi-open]

[The IASM]

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The Saint Dawei Lazin Equal-to-apostles Basilica
Xinzuo
Lazinato
Akai

Baolao

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“We believe in one God,
the Father, the Almighty,
maker of heaven and earth,
of all that is, seen and unseen.

We believe in one Lord, Jesus Christ,
the only Son of God,
eternally begotten of the Father,
God from God, Light from Light,
true God from true God,
begotten, not made,
of one Being with the Father.
Through him all things were made.
For us and for our salvation
he came down from heaven:
by the power of the Holy Spirit
he became incarnate from the Virgin Mary,
and was made man.
For our sake he was crucified under Pontius Pilate;
he suffered death and was buried.
On the third day he rose again
in accordance with the Scriptures;
he ascended into heaven
and is seated at the right hand of the Father.
He will come again in glory to judge the living and the dead,
and his kingdom will have no end.

We believe in the Holy Spirit, the Lord, the giver of life,
who proceeds from the Father and the Son.
With the Father and the Son he is worshiped and glorified.
He has spoken through the Prophets.
We believe in one holy catholic and apostolic Church.
We acknowledge one baptism for the forgiveness of sins.
We look for the resurrection of the dead,
and the life of the world to come. Amen.”

It was a normal Sunday for Baolao, a traditional one as the procession went on in the basilica - a chorus of . The patriarch stood in the centre of the magnificent dome, high upon the altar and adorned with hundreds of unique texts in celebration of the Lord Christ and the Father. He was Aiguo Lazin, the current head of the white branch of the dynasty and grandfather of some of the Ditor’s uncles. He wore a mask the colour of milk glass, three-eyed but across it went a black cross made from obsidian encased it. Aiguo’s red eyes were particularly prominent, they were fading in their shrewdness. He himself was a small man, unlike some of the black dynasty’s members who towered over most men.

The church service was almost ending, the light dimming as it was becoming night now, the golden rays shone through the face of the basilica - illuminating the contents of the black cathedral inside. It was a combination of banners of the Lazins and Christ, great and grand paintings of oil and four statues behind the altar of the four Lazin Ditors stood. The first Sunzhi’s was made from white slate, his eyes red rubies and was the oldest. The second statue was made from some kind of red stone and seemed to be surprisingly strong without any sign of cracks. The third was a statue made from solid obsidian, with two crimson rubies - this was Jieke and his testament to his magnificence. He towered somewhat over the other two statues, at almost seven foot tall it seems. And then there was Hulang’s statue, fresh pale stone with piercing jewelled eyes. It was almost symbolism it felt like.

“Now let us go in service of his perfection and the highest - let us bring us…” Aiguo was interrupted all too suddenly by a large bang. A choir of hectic screams filled the air, as a succession of loud blasts crashed down. Black smoke arose from the inside as, the clashes of fire falling and pain came down.

Baolao ran as fast as he could and so did many, he dashed to hide in one of the confession booths near the corner, and hid inside. In there he found the patriarch cowering, quietly reciting various prayers as he noticed his fellow faithful.

“What is happening,” Baolao whispered to the priest, with sincere terror in his eyes.

Aiguo paused for a second, seemingly calming down and contemplating his surroundings as he did, he placed a hand on Baolao’s shoulder. “It is the Lord’s judgement for we have failed him. And a sign I should have accepted the offer of having Riyeskonsu at my side it seems.”

As they both peaked out they saw crowds running towards the single entrance to this vast semi-subterranean complex. And then began the second tragedy as the crackle of many rounds pierced through the bodies of the congregation and screams were accompanied with the sound of bodies hitting the floor.

My God, they're firing on them as well Baolao thought as he felt his stomach hurl. He wanted to vomit, as the foul stench of the many corpses began to fill the air. Yet the old priest seemed almost unfazed now, strangely adapting to his bloody violence. “Where is the church guard? I swore I had them on guard duty outside…”

The Patriarch’s question was answered with a combination of shouts and commands, as a group of people marched into the room - three of them wearing the ceremonial white robes and body armour of the guards. They all carried automatic weapons with the exception of a single man who carried a box and a flag divided into two. One half was black, the other an inverted rainbow it seemed.

A voice shouted louder than most, declaring: “Silence! You are now our hostages! Resistors will be shoot!” As he spoke, a camera was attached to a drone was flown. They seemed to acknowledge it was recording. They’re broadcasting this live. “We are the Tonzhi band, we are here today to sacrifice ourselves to the cause of the destruction of the faiths of Abraham for their crimes against the suppression of our personal liberties. We are were with our comrades with homefront and the Keng National Revolutionary Front! Your oppression of our people will end soon! For we shall be the free of the chains of your repression, free to love those who we love! We reject this order imposed by a corpse god and you shall be the sacrifice for this revolution! We wish death to the tyrants, Hulang and his whore mother! They should be made to become eunuchs like we were forced to be! To suffer like prostitutes in the court of rapist pederasts! Their allies are as ill born as their inbred selves! The Edomites reveal their hypocrisy and shall suffer for it in this life for there is no next! Meet us here cowards, and we shall slaughter your kin! Give in now and you shall be free of this!”

Afterwards a song began playing, its lyrics were sung particularly poor Akai from the sounds of it, obviously choir boys…

“Out of the darkness we will rise
Into the light we will dwell
We came to free the weak with muse in arms
We are the men in the streets
We are the woman in the homes
We are the guardians of the poor
The oppressed and the lost
And all those crushed

We are the knights of the new world order
We are the liberators the bringers of life
We are the centre, the bringers of love
Fire and flame, we are one!

Out of the darkness of the Lazins we rise
Into the light of Majun we will dwell
Away from the whores Machiko and Lilsi
Death to Hulang, the pale inbred scum
And death to the Lazins and their inborn malice
They shall succumb

We came to burn Edom with muse in arms
We are the source of all your sin
We are shall bring ruin to the bastards
Their nudist filth shall be cleansed
And their queens and princesses fouled
Till the end of all time

We are the heroes of the new world order
We are the liberators the bringers of life
We are the centre, the bringers of love
Fire and flame, we are one!”

[The IASM]

The Saint Dawei Lazin Equal-to-apostles Basilica
Xinzuo
Lazinato
Akai

Baolao

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After the Tongzhi band had finished their song - one which Baolao thought they butchered particularly poorly - they began to circle the hostages and began the process of systematically sorting them. Pushing them around, attacking those who resisted with the butts of their rifles until either they either gave up or were from the sounds of it decapitated or shot. Aiguo remained quiet as he shrewdly observed the intruders in the church as they convened before the front. They began to squabble among themselves it seems.

“Comrade! Why don’t we kill these scum and be done with it? They’d probably wouldn’t mind oppressing us, keeping us in the hell we are in now,” one of them argued in a particularly sour tone. The one dressed in the guard uniform seemingly stared at him in a calm yet strangely displeased manner. Aboluo adjusted his plain mask while the white Lazin’s remained almost perfectly attached to his face.

“Do not question the desires and wishes of the greater than oneself. Remember Yuan Zhen’s words and Ma Jun’s teachings. We must be cruel in our punishment so they learn not to disobey the nature of man once more. Anyway if we keep these fools alive we will have a chance of leaving this alive,” The leader's face was of a dark complexion, one which hinted Kengese or possibly Zhaozese ancestry to him. His eyes were a bizarre shade of yellow of seemed, pale and almost a light orange yet lacking something to make it so. He was bald, his face skull seemingly rearranged in some poor surgery by the looks of it. “Now, let me promise to you one thing, I will not harm you more than you have been done so already. We are not the same type of monsters as the Geluxu employs or the SIA’s brutes. We instead want to end this violence soon as possible, and we want to live alongside you as our equals.”

“How can you live alongside us when you’ve…” one of the men in the crowd shouted before getting buttstroked to the ground. He seemed to recoil in pain as he did, groaning on the floor and being almost crippled by the viciousness of the attack.

“Please do not interrupt, it is a rather large inconvenience thank you.” The leader continued as he pointed his rifle at the ground. “We do not want to destroy Akai, we just want to change it so it can care for our kind once again. Your faith however proves not only to be an obstacle but one which is actively degrading our worth. You seem fine with the fact that our nation tolerates children being used as unwilling prostitutes for those who are devoid of any honour or any humanity? You find it acceptable that people of our ilk are forcibly castrated and used as servants? If you do, you are was bad as the demons you fear.”

“What a load of fucking lies,” Baolao murmured to himself as he watched this leader continue his long rant to his opponents. There was an arrogant contempt in his voice, one which the congregation goer found most unpleasant. Alas the patriarch tapped him on the shoulder and stared deeply into his eyes.

“I have a safe room not far from here, they seem distracted now. We should exploit this,” he said as he quietly left the confession booth and began to try and sneak his way to one of the walls.

“Wait, you mean all this time you had a safe room to communicate to security?” The young faithful inquired almost incredulously as they began to slide their way across the floor. For one of those motherfucker’s Aiguo is surprisingly nimble. Baolao turned his head to look where precisely they were. They were parallel to the statues he earlier looked at, seemingly untouched by the carnage. They seemed strangely divine, given the state of everything around them and strangely terrifying.

They both rolled behind one of the benches as they noticed one of the Tongzhi band come over, and light a cigarette. The two paused, their breathing intensifying. They could not afford to get caught now. The OND did not care about general hostages, but they would care about a Lazin. The Lazins could not afford to be killed or even captured. Baolao’s experience in the Riyeskonsu told him this and it was a part of the reason why he didn’t just abandon Aiguo to his fate. The other part was the older priests seemingly omniscient knowledge of the location he had frequently displayed. It was to be expected for a man whose leadership of the church saw its greatest expansion across Akai in a few decades.

Their hearts beat like the drums of war, again and again - unending their relentless noise until they heard the guard move away. Thank The Lord Baolao thought to himself as he followed Aiguo towards a steel door. He drew his thumb from its glove, shading it as he did as he placed his hand onto it. For may no light may touch the flesh of the faithful the old Riyeskonsu recited to himself as the door opened.

Behind it there was a room of steel, cooly alien to the ancient world outside. And as the pair moved further and further forwards the edge of the room, it became clear this was some kind of security room as well. Rifles, shotguns and personal defence weapons of varying description but the same calibre seemed to fill one side of the room. And on the other side, screens alive with the death unfolding before them.

“Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight; everything is uncovered and exposed before the eyes of Him to whom we must give account,” Aiguo spoke as he observed the door close. “Here we have the tools for retribution, here we can end the 40 terrorists who have stormed his divine place to be sent into the hells of Dis. Get me… Molxue.”

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HUAN

The winds were strong today, howling like the screams of ten thousand damned souls trapped in eternity. As they flew over Xinzuo in their Phantom gunship. Akai had long been fans of helicopters, the bigger, the faster the stronger the better they were received. And in the tight confines of the helicopter were filled with specialists from the Black Division - the Tezhentuan. There were five of these aircraft, with their odd blades allowing them to traverse across the city with ease. All other air traffic was suppressed and grounded, the streets were almost completely locked down and there was enough Gongan armed officers to secure most of the east of the city.

Then a hazy voice came over the radio systems, one a strangely pleased given the grim circumstances. It seemed almost synthesised, with slight human influences : “Men, this message is for your ears only and will not be repeated. I as Censor-Marshal of the Geluxu have been orded by his Perfection Ditor Hulang to tell you that you are to focus on your primary goals securing the safety of Patriarch Aiguo Lazin and the termination with extreme prejudice of all 40 Tongzhi band terrorists in the cathedral. Secondary goals are the survival of other hostages and the capture of any equipment and information the terrorists may possess. You are hereby deemed able to act in a way you seem fit in pursuit of these goals. The commander for this mission shall be Censor-Colonel Yadang Yahue Aiguozhe - code named Nuedaikang. Flayed-king out.”

“They brought along that psycho Nuedaikang… how wonderful,” sardonically remarked the Commandant, as he noticed the mentioning of the man. He was well known for a wide variety of ‘creative’ measures which made use of a wide variety of psychological warfare and information warfare to his advantage. Yet Huan seemed to glad to hear that they were to focus on the neutralisation of the Tongzhi. No matter what was happening, they would not be getting out alive - under any circumstances. He was nothing more than an instrument to be used - just like he was always intended to be. He found it hard to even remember his parent’s names, their faces and even what they were like. They were all gone now - the only family if he could call them that was the Geluxu. A violent, sociopathic family with a moral compass so off kilter the officer wasn’t even sure it was there but it was his none the less.

Huan himself carried a radio-kit on top of his GR-94 carbine with a racktable stock and sling which he treasured rather significantly. He wore a mask of kevlar and metal, one which covered his face and made it almost completely with the exception of his eyes. A modern, angular, kabuto like helmet protected the rest of his head particularly effectively. He like the rest of his comrades wore black uniforms, black ballistic vests, carried black blades and black rifles. They were also uniquely recognisable as Tezhentuan thanks to their unusual triple bladed knives. They were weapons for killing and that exclusively, despite the fact that they were closer to a small machete in size. The rest of his men carried a variety of standardised weaponry, ranging from grenade launchers to bullprops designed for scenarios like this.

Alas as they disembarked it seems that there was only one man on that scene who stood out and he did like a sore thumb. He wore a something which Nuedaikang could only describe as halfway between a white duster and a trenchcoat. On Top of that he wore a burgundy beret with the badge of a unit - a flaming skull adorned it. Underneath that he seemed to be wearing something which held the commandants curiosity. It seemed to cling to his body, it seemed to be similar to the the particularly vectran composite aramid body armour which was reserved for the best the Geluxu could have offered. It looked bizarre, especially when contrasted with the use of antiquated utility belts to seemingly carry three AMT revolvers and enough ammunition for them. He was a walking anachronism, and one which amused the commandant to no end.

Surrounding him were ten other men, huge men who towered far above everyone else in comparison. They still wore a mixture of the uniform that their commander was wearing as well as what the grunts around them were carrying. They seemed to carry this rather extensively modified bullprop rifle, one which had an usually wide barrell.

As he looked up he noticed there were the rest of the gunships already flying away after unloading their men onto various tactically important locations, including setting up two sniper-spotter pairs on vantage points and a two automatic grenade launchers in similarly useful locations. Nuedaikang seemingly enjoyed his distance, his smile simply displaying his desire for blood. He drew his hand-radio and began to speak into it: “Remember men, these men and women have already slaughtered what we believe to be around three hundred people so far and have a large section of the church hostage still. We will attempt to negotiate with them but if they do not surrender, and they have not secured Patriarch Aiguo Lazin I want to you teach them the meaning of retribution. The love of punishment which I have instilled into you, remind them the cost of undermining us. They may be creatures of malice, but we are seraphim whose fury shall burn this filth away. Anyone who is able to capture them alive shall be greatly compensated for their efforts. We are the instruments of war, now let us remind them of our tune,”

And now we know why Molxue was promoted over him Huan reflected as he examined the officer, making grand gestures as he retreated behind an armoured vehicle nearby. Huan moved forwards with three men at his side, being careful to move around the pillars. He could hear the drones, humming like a choir of locusts inside. There were five great columns which held open the front to this palace, and they were certainly thick and strong enough to survive pretty much anything short of a direct hit from 155mm round. Huan knew there was a team of heavy grenadiers with enough ammunition to suppress the enemy. They'd be using a combination of flash bangs and incapacitating agents to achieve this end as well as their drones to scout out their location. They had been receiving a constant feed ever since they went online. They'd probably placed behind one of the alters, confession booths and the like - using the tunnel from Kaizangong to get there.

A few of the Geluxu’s own cockroach sized reconnaissance drones began to roll into the hall to look around. Now to negotiate it seems. “We have come, what do you have to offer us, in order to allow you to go free” a speaker box - projecting Nuedaikang’s voice as it did. “We’d highly recommend that you take this offer… there will not be another as generous.”

The leader of the Tongzhi walked forwards, his face recognised from the video they broadcast. He was a cold faced man, his head shaven and scarred it seemed. He spoke with a curiously calm face and his voice is equally cold: “We have a few hundred hostages here, if you have any conscious, you will save them.”

“If you had the Patriarch, you would be offering him, correct,” the Colonel’s voice sharply replied.

There was a long pause “You would be correct, we have not been able to find him. We are willing to exchange these hostages for our…” Somebody had fired, the man’s head was cleaved open and behind it there screams of horror and fear. A voice filled with rage and anger filled the room - “WE WILL NOT SURRENDER!”

“MOVE IN MEN!” Nuedaikang commanded as his forces began to storm the location. Several flashes shined outwards as the flash bangs began to fall with the gases. Fortunately their masks contained rebreathers for this sort of role as well as goggles so it could be made the most of by the Tezhentuan. Huan and his men moved around the pillar with their guns raised and staring at particular locations. The noises of anarchy began to fill the holy room as the homofront terrorists began to detonate their explosives in an uncontrolled frenzy, further compounded by the use of HEI ammunition by some. It was a quick and brutish affair, methodically mowing down their foes caught up in the anarchy. Huan watched as his bullets tore right through their unarmoured bodies. There were a few on his side who seemed to get hit but they were fine, Huan knew that they would need medical attention but doubted the possibility of death. These sort of men, they did not fear death but they did not ignore its possibility.

The combat slowly began to move up the church, as the terrorists tried to make use of human shields, and cover behind the rows. The Tezhentuan was apathetic to the survival of the hostages, ignoring the fact that they were even there. Huan himself was fine shooting straight through one in order to neutralise a target. Molxue had always instructed them to ignore hostages when in a combat situation lest they be valuable, for if they didn’t it legitimised the use of them. He then began to hear a few odd shots from a revolver behind him, large shots from the sounds of it. Is he really that insane the commandant thought as he fired carefully at a bench, trying to track the location of one of his foes.

The larger men however were something else, almost terrifying in every sense of the word. They moved faster than anyone here there, like a demonic viper chasing its prey. Their rifles were clearly stressing under the stress of combat, firing particularly large rounds as they did. But these men retained their methodical nature as they slaughtered their way through - seemingly enjoying the rapid slaughter. Huan had heard stories of men who used to be from orphans GUIZI being shaped into beast like men - with Princess Lilisi’s personal guard being often suspected to be one of them. Remind me never to piss of Nuedaikang he thought to himself as he watched one of them aim at the arms of one of the terrorists, and then crushing his head with his foot as he focused on another foe.

It was not soon until only a few remained and then a voice emerged once more, and as Huan turned his head he saw a revolver juggling in the air as he did. He calmly walked over in the now silent bloodbath, his feet making small splashes in the lake of blood at his feet. The hostages seemed to fear him as he walked by them, traumatised more likely. “We know you are there,” he began to speak in a growling aggressive tone. “Surrender yourself and you will not meet the fate of your comrades.”

“You… you just killed them all!” The voice that replied was certainly terrified, rattling with fear and dread.

“Aye, that is what we just did. You will be next if you do not surrender yourself to us soon. I have around forty good men here in this very room, I have several times that waiting for me outside, and even then I have the entire local Gongan focusing on this area. You have no escape otherwise, and trust me it is better than facing reincarnation as some lesser for your crimes here today. We’ve confirmed that 39 of your comrades are dead, 3 of mine. I do hope you can see that the odds are against you here,” Yadang paused himself, his footsteps ceasing as well behind Huan’s ears. “If you do not surrender yourself to us in… five seconds you will be shoot then. Five... four… three... two….”

“WAIT!” He said, arising from the position with his hands in the air and without his rifle, still on the floor. He was a younger man, surprisingly skinny and almost scrawny it seemed. He wore a black tank top, his arms disgustingly bare as they were.

“That degenerate goes out into the light uncovered!” A voice called, another man armed but not one of the terrorists it seemed. He was heavily bearded and, his hair brown as his void like eyes. He was muscular as well, being significantly taller than the man he was accompanying. He was in the company of an elderly man, one still strong but ageing. He wore the robes of the patriarch and his eyes were a give away. “I am the servant of The Lord and you have desecrated this church with the blood of the innocent!”

“Somebody restrain his Holiness and his accomplice, and get them to a secure location,” Nuedaikang ordered before returning his eyes to his other target. “Now, go with the man next to you, with your hands behind your neck,” he said, gesturing to one of his larger men who had appeared rather suddenly. “The rest of you, take the surviving hostages into the hands of the Gongan, the flayed-king will be handling the media here.”

And then as Huan was about to turn around, he looked at the statues that remained. There they were almost bestial in form, another head from a decapitated statue joining the four. Jieke’s had had one of his ruby eyes knocked out and in the meantime, Hulang however had his arm withered away and his right-eye lost. He stared out into the abyss and the violence before him and the cracks on his face seemed to arrange a twisted smile as they did.

[The IASM]

SAINT DAWEI’S BASILICA ATTACKED

A Geluxu Tezhentuan photographed soon after the attack

XINZUO: The city of Xinzuo is in mourning today after Tongzhi terrorists attacked and butchered over 649 innocent civilians who were continuing their worship in the church. Around forty Tongzhi band men and women - a cadet organisation of the infamous Homofront. Six black vans pulled up outside the church on Sunday the 22nd of May, and 39 heavily armed gunmen got out after one of the Church guards had betrayed them in an act of brutal cowardice. Less than an hour later they were all dead, killed by a fast response by the heroic Black Division of Tezhentuan/ Unfortunately this is not before having killed over 649 people in the initial attack and horribly maimed many others.

There was a siege which lasted for nearly an hour in which hostage negotiations broke down. Fortunately, the majority of church goers were spared from the brutality of the monstrous attackers. The leaders of the operation have been hailed as heroes for their rapid response and minimal losses sustained by them.

The attackers broadcasted a message publically from the scene, which is as follows.

RESTRICTED TO PROVEN CITIZENS:

“We are the Tonzhi band, we are here today to sacrifice ourselves to the cause of the destruction of the faiths of Abraham for their crimes against the suppression of our personal liberties. We are were with our comrades with homefront and the Keng National Revolutionary Front! Your oppression of our people will end soon! For we shall be the free of the chains of your repression, free to love those who we love! We reject this order imposed by a corpse god and you shall be the sacrifice for this revolution! We wish death to the tyrants, Hulang and his whore mother! They should be made to become eunuchs like we were forced to be! To suffer like prostitutes in the court of rapist pederasts! Their allies are as ill born as their inbred selves! The Edomites reveal their hypocrisy and shall suffer for it in this life for there is no next! Meet us here cowards, and we shall slaughter your kin! Give in now and you shall be free of this!”

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A propaganda song begins to pay, its tune overly dramatic and heroic.

“Out of the darkness we will rise
Into the light we will dwell
We came to free the weak with muse in arms
We are the men in the streets
We are the woman in the homes
We are the guardians of the poor
The oppressed and the lost
And all those crushed

We are the knights of the new world order
We are the liberators the bringers of life
We are the centre, the bringers of love
Fire and flame, we are one!

Out of the darkness of the Lazins we rise
Into the light of Majun we will dwell
Away from the whores Machiko and Lilsi
Death to Hulang, the pale inbred scum
And death to the Lazins and their inborn malice
They shall succumb

We came to burn Edom with muse in arms
We are the source of all your sin
We are shall bring ruin to the bastards
Their nudist filth shall be cleansed
And their queens and princesses fouled
Till the end of all time

We are the heroes of the new world order
We are the liberators the bringers of life
We are the centre, the bringers of love
Fire and flame, we are one!”

The video is currently being blocked to possible sympathisers of the Tongzhi band.

His Holiness, the Patriarch of The Saint Dawei Lazin Equal-to-apostles Basilica Aiguo commented on the attacks stoically stating to our reporters that: “The Geluxu have saved many lives today, we just mourn those who were wrongfully taken from us. Let us hope their sacrifice can help bring these demons to justice.”

The city of Xinzuo in particular has been in mourning, with masses of flowers, pictures and being gathered at the gates to the basilica by bereaved families as well as those sympathetic to them.

Ditor Hulang personally has responded to the tragedy in a joint statement on the behalf of the Ditorate and Clan Lazin.

ꡂꡎꡍꡆ ꡓꡀ ꡆꡀ ꡆꡇꡀꡍꡍꡄꡕ ꡀꡊꡀꡈ ꡆꡀ ꡃꡈꡔꡎꡒ ꡅꡔꡀꡍꡆꡎꡍꡆꡔꡇꡈ
FROM THE OFFICE OF HIS PERFECTION THE DITOR OF AKAI[/align]

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Today our most serene nation has been disturbed by those who seek to erode its magnificence. Instead they lash out like beasts whose mind has been infected by rabies, trying to spread its foul disease while it degrades itself.

Today we have lost 649 innocent souls today, taken from us by monsters. They know not of civilisation - the gifts of order, harmony and peace are rejected by them. They know not of sympathy for those, they inflict their misery upon those pure of heart. They know not of mercy, instead they choose to rip and tear through the ranks of people.

We have found here not humans but monsters beings of malice and mindless cruelty. The pain they inflict on the innocent is something which is unimaginably cruel in nature. It is only just that we inflict the misery onto them which they have inflicted onto us.

We shall do everything in our power to annihilate those who have caused this hardship which we shall be enduring. We shall tackle this infection, and purge it from our nation. We shall make them regret their choices, we will enforce onto them a suffering to make them lust for ten thousand years in the abysses of hell.

Those who have assisted our enemies will be subject to the wrath of our nation, purified and black in its absolute rage. It shall be a punishment worthy of such sins. And those who fail to support the righteous campaign against the wicked will learn to suffer the pain of incompetence at the hands those who are not. We shall be reforming our systems so this failure cannot occur again and those who have allowed it to happen in the first place shall learn the costs of failure.

With this I present to you another scheme, to help encourage people to be good citizens in the future and avoid the plague of homofront. There shall be a system, based electronically it shall reinforce positive behaviour and good conduct with discounts, lower taxes and other such benefits. Those who are a detriment to our society however and believe in anti-cultural acts shall lose points and these benefits. I coin it the Guiding Hand or Zhǐgǎuthǒia.

My hearts and minds go to those affected tragedy today. We do not wish the good men, women and children of our nation to go through that misery and I plan to personally assisting in supporting them through this difficult time.

And to the heroes who have helped end this crisis, their work needs to be commemorated officially. My step-father Censor-Marshal and Protector of Kepabaolei, Molxue Qiaoxue Qiaozhi Cangbai Long Woerjin in his preparation for this operation. He and his men will be commended for their service today and will serve our proud people, our prosperous nation and our cultured civilisation after now.

Wantiai Akai! Wantiai Clan Lazin! Wantiai Ditor Hulang!
-His perfection or His ascendancy Hulang Huieke Jieke Machiko Xian-Yaohuangdi Jieke Lazin, first to rule, Ditor of Akai, Sovereign of Lazinato, Yaosai, Zhaoze, Keng and Xuan, Avatar of Hatutai, Most High Archon of Xungong and Kaizangong, Enlightened prince and protector of Yahashi, Master of the Riyeskonsu, Ta yuan shuai of the Orders of National Defence Master of the Secretariat of Internal Authority, Gothic Lord, Grand Master of the Blessed order, Celestial being, Dæmon-Sovereign, Architect of the future, World-ruler, He who brings order to the earthy domain, son of heaven, vanquisher of evil, Great Overlord of the Clans, Father of the Akai, Descendant of the outer-lord Waishan and the golden-lord Jinzhu, heir to Tiao-Li, the most enlightened guardian of all the Akai.

ꡔꡀ ꡆꡀ ꡆꡇꡀꡍꡍꡄꡕ ꡇꡕꡋꡀꡍꡆ ꡇꡕꡈꡄꡊꡄ ꡉꡈꡄꡊꡄ ꡌꡀꡂꡇꡈꡊꡎ ꡉꡈꡄꡊꡄ ꡋꡀꡚꡈꡍ ꡇꡕꡋꡀꡍꡆ ꡇꡕꡈꡄꡊꡄ ꡉꡈꡄꡊꡄ ꡌꡀꡂꡇꡈꡊꡎ ꡉꡈꡄꡊꡄ ꡋꡀꡚꡈꡍ ꡓꡇꡎꡈꡀꡆꡍꡕꡀꡍ ꡘꡀꡕ lꡀꡕꡔꡇꡇꡕ, ꡃꡈꡔꡎꡒ ꡀꡊꡀꡈ, ꡚꡇꡕꡆꡇꡈꡀꡀꡍ Lꡀꡂꡔꡇꡕꡍꡀꡓꡕ, ꡙꡀꡕꡔꡀꡕ, ꡚꡇꡀꡕꡂꡔꡇꡀ, ꡊꡀꡍꡆ ꡇꡀ ꡘꡈꡀꡀꡍ, ꡀꡒꡀꡍꡆꡀ ꡇꡀꡓꡈꡀꡓꡀꡕ, ꡘꡈꡀꡍꡆꡕꡍꡆ ꡇꡄ ꡙꡀꡇꡀꡔꡇꡕ ꡆꡀ ꡊꡀꡕꡂꡔꡇꡀꡍꡆꡕꡍꡆ, ꡆꡇꡀꡍꡆꡂꡔꡇꡈ ꡇꡄ ꡅꡔꡀꡕꡇꡕ ꡆꡀꡕ ꡂꡔꡇꡇꡈꡂꡔꡇꡇꡄꡍꡆ ꡆꡈꡀꡀꡍ, ꡆꡈꡀꡎꡒꡀꡍꡆ, ꡍꡄꡕꡅꡔꡕ ꡓꡇꡈꡆꡎꡈꡀ, ꡆꡄ ꡓꡄ ꡔꡇꡈ ꡂꡔꡇꡇꡕ, ꡅꡔꡀꡕꡘꡎꡈꡀ ꡂꡔꡇꡇꡈꡆꡍꡕ ꡆꡀ ꡆꡀ ꡒꡀꡔꡇꡈ, ꡆꡍꡕꡀꡍ, ꡘꡀꡕ ꡂꡔꡇꡇꡕꡆꡇꡈꡀꡀꡍ, ꡆꡇꡄꡕꡅꡔꡀꡕ ꡔꡇꡈꡓꡇꡕꡄ ꡓꡎꡍꡆꡂꡔꡇꡇꡈ ꡂꡔꡇꡇꡄ ꡆꡀ ꡓꡇꡕꡀꡍꡂꡔꡇꡇꡕ ꡔꡇꡈ, ꡍꡈꡔꡇꡕ ꡔꡇꡇꡕ ꡔꡇꡈꡀꡎꡔꡇꡈ ꡆꡈꡍꡆꡆꡀꡍ ꡆꡀ ꡒꡕꡘꡀꡔꡊꡕꡍꡔꡈꡀ, ꡓꡀꡍ ꡘꡈꡀꡀꡍ ꡔꡇꡈꡀꡀꡕ ꡆꡀ ꡒꡀꡔꡇꡈ, ꡓꡀ ꡔꡇꡈꡀꡈ ꡆꡀꡕ ꡅꡔꡀꡕ ꡆꡇꡄꡕꡅꡔꡀ ꡓꡇꡕꡀꡍꡆ ꡍꡈꡓꡕ ꡘꡕ, ꡓꡕꡀꡍꡓꡀꡍꡆ ꡆꡀ ꡄ'ꡂꡔꡇꡕ, ꡆꡍꡕꡄ'ꡄ ꡆꡀ ꡂꡔꡇꡇꡄꡍꡆꡒꡕ ꡂꡔꡇꡇꡄ, ꡔꡇꡈꡂꡔꡇꡕ ꡆꡀ ꡆꡀ ꡅꡔꡀꡆꡇꡀꡍꡆ, ꡀ ꡊꡀꡕ ꡆꡀ ꡒꡕ, ꡆꡇꡀꡕ ꡂꡔꡇꡇꡕ ꡗꡀꡕꡔꡇꡀꡍ ꡆꡀ ꡇꡎꡈꡀꡘꡈ, ꡓꡇꡈꡔꡇꡇꡄꡍꡆ ꡓꡕꡀꡕ ꡅꡔꡈ, ꡔꡈꡀꡎꡘꡎꡈꡀ ꡆꡀ ꡀ ꡊꡀꡕ ꡆꡀ ꡂꡔꡇꡈꡀꡈ ꡊꡀꡕꡍꡈꡍꡆ ꡆꡀ ꡓꡇꡕꡀꡍꡇꡕ'ꡄꡍ.

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