Trust no man, fear no man and love no man.
Ruina Imperii
Rules: 1. This is a character RP.
2. Don't be a jerk.
3. Don't god mod or metagame or do anything stupid. (Trust me, I've done my share)
It is 2017 in Azenyanistan. A week has passed after the attempted coup by the Azen Air Force. Neighboring nations under Remnant influence and Pakiranistani and Cemeralian assistance are feeling the price of chaos. And ethnic groups in Azenyanistan, a myriad of them,
are beginning to call for change. Change in the most consequential way as dreamed by the Sarns, Lishs and Ystir, the three ethnic groups that reside by the Azens as majorities unlike the rest. Now, with their leader freed from jail and with them, it is time for them to seize the chance.
Will you dare to keep the Azen world alive? Or will you dare to bring it down for the various ethnicities wishing to be free? Or will you do something else?
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"Our time to end has come." Whispered Dune. Beside her, her President quietly nodded and looked at the mountains. They were now in the safety of North-Eastern Azenyanistan. Once they were flown to Fallhook, a relatively unknown town of Sarns and Lishs, nobody would ever know or would want to know where they went. Only the Azens would. And soon their time would come.
Simitira took her turn and spoke like this,
"It has been a lifetime of war, Dune. That and strife. Our country cannot take anymore and...and you know that this would be the best thing to ever happen to us. A permanent partition...an end to our country. Everything will be passed to the ones who wish to remove us, to those who wish to replace us."
Dune just nodded. She absently looked at her hands and then at the sky. From the rooftop they were sitting upon, it made her feel a little relieved to see the same stars by the same moon looking down at them. She wondered if they could do more for her. Then she looked down and said shamefully
"By abandoning our people...Simitira, you know this to be cowardly."
"And all the more sinful." She added. The both of them laughed quite painfully. They adjusted so that their arms touched the other, the two sharing the same large, brown blanket that Dune brought because it was cold. Dune finally said,
"As long as the fall is as peaceful as it can be, as long as it happens quickly, then so be it."
Enter the Fall