For the remainder of the day I was in quite a very optimistic mood. The country did well to match this with parties and celebrations all across the land. Though the excitement seemed to never end, I still had plans to make with Luciano and Matthias, and more importantly, we needed to adjust already establish plans according to the joyous new developments with the Kalaharan Union.Although it wasn’t a certainty that we would be reinstated there was a high chance of it happening if the Union’s little Presidential spies reported back the exact things we wanted. A large part of that was the standard of living in the country.It was something that varied greatly with proximity to the economic centre of the nation; the closer you were to Mahe, the higher the standard of living.This wasn’t intentional of course, though from a bird’s eye view of the nation it would seem like one ran out of money before covering the entire nation in urbanization and industry. But unfortunately, that was exact

It was quite impromptu but with Luciano’s assistance as well as that of the local government chairman, we managed to set up a meet and greet of sorts.The LGA chairman had pulled some strings and to my surprise the compound I and my entourage had settled in was quickly filled up by curious and hungry looking Schelarians.A canopy was propped up for shade from the scalding sun and I stood to speak to the people gathered. Aside from their hungry and curious looks, I saw many doubtful and skeptical ones as well. It dawned on me that the people gathered here were those that had only ever seen me on a television screen or heard my voice through the radio. The same could largely be said for my father, a distant man deciding their futures at a whim.With the Presidents by my side as well as cameras pointed at me, I put on a lax and rather cordial affair; holding babies, discussing football, a sport I and little knowledge of with the men and children and even going as far as dishing out food

After a complete month in power without any armed men banging on my door with the intent to usurp me, I’d finally found myself feeling comfortable in my office.Going as far as personalizing it to suit my rather unique tastes, I’d gotten a much larger fridge, stocked with my favourite drinks Coca-Cola especially. I had a closet installed as well, for days I didn’t return to my room and I’d change the couch with that in mind as well. It was longer, wider, fluffier and all the more comforting and pleasing to my eyes with its purple colour.Today, bright and early in the morning I had Niaina and Matthias seated in front of me, ready to report on the assignments I’d given them a week ago. Although I’d much rather lie on my couch I daydream of finality, this had to be done. I had no idea what the consequence of my failure to unite the world under my rule would be, but I could be certain the devilish being that tasked me with the job would ensure to deprive me of whatsoever reprieve I might

Exciting news is what it was. I’d previously dismissed whatever possibilities lay in the Aridoria or Zephyria making contact to take me up on the deal I offered. Seventy-million dollars for the best quality cargo ship they had. But when I heard they’d made contact three days ago it’d been the highlight of my week.Even more exciting was that they weren’t just declaring that they were open for business, they’d formally invited me to their nation. This would mark another historical moment in Schelarian history, the first ever State Visit.Although, I was ecstatic at the prospect of being so publically recognized, it would be the first time the I was outside of Schelar in this life, and to a country I’ve never been to in previous lives either.This action had me mixed feelings. On one hand, it would be great exposure for Schelar, I would no doubt be seen, filmed and captured in the media of a country where the internet is freely accessible. The news of my presence in the country would s

As promised, Bernador had sent a file with information on all the cargo ships available. We were allowed to choose three out of the thirteen ships. I was still in vacation mode so I took advantage of my peppy mood and went out to see the ships in person. So we flew out to the nearest port.Niaina and Johannes, Bernardor’s awfully handsome chief of staff went along with me. The man carried with him a little slim black note that only held a few pages, he was coming along to record the choices I would make, it would be necessary as their value would equate how the trade negotiations would go.Normally, a single cargo ship with around 7000 TEU would cost around seventy-million dollars. I wasn’t much at all for a country to afford usually, but with extreme poverty plaguing Zephyria , I had banked on them jumping at my very fair and opportune deal never did I expect Aridoria to express an interest.The fact that they did hammered in the fact that I’d been making moves with things I was alre