Vegana
31-10-2003, 22:15
The omnipresent Jaar looked into the nothingness. He shivered, gazing, peering, looking. What was that he had seen? The future always held secrets, the roads of time dwindled and the outcome of situations fluctuated in his everchanging visions. He really didn't like when people got to think that they could kill their leaders, it went against the divinity of his position. He shuddered and began to write his speech to his nation.
"The Empress of Lavenrunz has been killed. Beheaded by freedom fighters in her nation. Her rule went against the laws of God, blending races, having elves, vampires and other abominations roaming and terrorizing her Nation. Her outcome was predestined, for is it not written in the holy book that: "Thy rightful deeds shalt be repayed in full, but thy wrongdoings will be repayed with the sword."
We know that the foolish nations of SATO doesn't understand that they brought this upon themselves with their sinful living and are looking for external enemies. They will look upon the glorious Reich, knowing and fearing our righteous living, trying to find leads and faults that will tell them that we are to blame for their sins. But it is not so.
If they look into their black hearts they will see the truth. But the demons doesn't want the truth, they can't handle the truth. Because it would prove that their way of life is faulty and a way straight into the Pits of Hell! No! I pray for the soul of the poor misguided Joanna of Lavenrunz, her murderers were the people that dropped their poison into her ears and into her soul. She signed her deathwarrant the very second she turned her once so beautiful nation into a temple of Gomorra.
People of Vegana, be assured of one thing. Your beloved leader will not let anything like this happen to you. We will continue our enlightened road towards the paradise. We will never surrender to the sinful ways of SATO. God is Great!"
Jaar stretched forward and wrote the necessary orders. His military and intelligence should be put into highest alert. If the griefstrucken nations that had vowed to avenge the empress would try anything on The Reich the prize they would pay would be dear, very dear indeed. Finally he signed the order to prepare his Starcannon, it should be ready. Jaar knew he only had one shot with it, but he prayed that he never would have to use it.
"The Empress of Lavenrunz has been killed. Beheaded by freedom fighters in her nation. Her rule went against the laws of God, blending races, having elves, vampires and other abominations roaming and terrorizing her Nation. Her outcome was predestined, for is it not written in the holy book that: "Thy rightful deeds shalt be repayed in full, but thy wrongdoings will be repayed with the sword."
We know that the foolish nations of SATO doesn't understand that they brought this upon themselves with their sinful living and are looking for external enemies. They will look upon the glorious Reich, knowing and fearing our righteous living, trying to find leads and faults that will tell them that we are to blame for their sins. But it is not so.
If they look into their black hearts they will see the truth. But the demons doesn't want the truth, they can't handle the truth. Because it would prove that their way of life is faulty and a way straight into the Pits of Hell! No! I pray for the soul of the poor misguided Joanna of Lavenrunz, her murderers were the people that dropped their poison into her ears and into her soul. She signed her deathwarrant the very second she turned her once so beautiful nation into a temple of Gomorra.
People of Vegana, be assured of one thing. Your beloved leader will not let anything like this happen to you. We will continue our enlightened road towards the paradise. We will never surrender to the sinful ways of SATO. God is Great!"
Jaar stretched forward and wrote the necessary orders. His military and intelligence should be put into highest alert. If the griefstrucken nations that had vowed to avenge the empress would try anything on The Reich the prize they would pay would be dear, very dear indeed. Finally he signed the order to prepare his Starcannon, it should be ready. Jaar knew he only had one shot with it, but he prayed that he never would have to use it.