Azurbajan
07-06-2005, 03:20
In the past few months, the people of the old Hierarchy seemed to grow tired of religon. The populace seemed to go through a state of laziness when asked to work for their people just for the benefet of leaders most had never seen with their own eyes. The old leader, The Prophet of Truth, was mysteriously murdered. The death was made to look like a suicide, but was eventually proven to be something much worse that gripped a nation in grief. So many questions were raised: Who, why, how? Those questions were all answered in a matter of weeks after the man who had pursued the throne for a lifetime, The prophet of Regret, had finally won it.
After a few short weeks, he had transformed the allready crumbling Hierarchy back into the Empire from wich the Hierarchs broke away from, only this time, much less caring. The age of the great purge and the grip of fear was at hand and a fourth civil war erupted, engulfing the entire Hierarchy and all of its supporters into the fray.
At long last, the fog of war lifted, the battle ended, and Regret, the definition of terror, was left in power. As if turning the Hierarchy back to an Empire wasnt enough, he made it a Nationalist Republic, and all remnants of the old Hierarchy were either burned, killed, or cut out of life. All ties with Hierarchy member nations were dropped, in fear that Azurbajan would be dragged into the Great war. UN membership was receeded, and freedom was not a known word in the dictionary anymore. It was literally taken out of books, the streets, schools: Life itself. the younger children were raised form birth into this hard life of a single choice: Join the Army or become a laborer with no profit, no hope, no outside life.
Eventually the Empire converted to a Republic and Democracy seemed like a possibility. A short lived possibility at that. Eventually, people did learn of the times bfore the Empire and the freedom that the people enjoyed.
Eventually, a resistance formed and these people were putting out a plea for aid from anyone who could help them. They vowed to take the Empire down and restore the Hierarchy.
OOC: Before you ask, NO! I do NOT RP as the Covenant from Halo. Thank you.
After a few short weeks, he had transformed the allready crumbling Hierarchy back into the Empire from wich the Hierarchs broke away from, only this time, much less caring. The age of the great purge and the grip of fear was at hand and a fourth civil war erupted, engulfing the entire Hierarchy and all of its supporters into the fray.
At long last, the fog of war lifted, the battle ended, and Regret, the definition of terror, was left in power. As if turning the Hierarchy back to an Empire wasnt enough, he made it a Nationalist Republic, and all remnants of the old Hierarchy were either burned, killed, or cut out of life. All ties with Hierarchy member nations were dropped, in fear that Azurbajan would be dragged into the Great war. UN membership was receeded, and freedom was not a known word in the dictionary anymore. It was literally taken out of books, the streets, schools: Life itself. the younger children were raised form birth into this hard life of a single choice: Join the Army or become a laborer with no profit, no hope, no outside life.
Eventually the Empire converted to a Republic and Democracy seemed like a possibility. A short lived possibility at that. Eventually, people did learn of the times bfore the Empire and the freedom that the people enjoyed.
Eventually, a resistance formed and these people were putting out a plea for aid from anyone who could help them. They vowed to take the Empire down and restore the Hierarchy.
OOC: Before you ask, NO! I do NOT RP as the Covenant from Halo. Thank you.