sorry for taking a break for a whole month, I was sick after the holiday so I hope you can forgive me :)
`An old abandoned mine `The entrance to the mine was almost completely hidden by the heavy brush and tall trees that had enveloped it over the years. Inside, the air was musty and thick with the smell of dampness and decay. Cobwebs hung from the ceiling like curtains, and the walls were covered in some strange, almost phosphorescent moss. The main chamber of the mine was a large open space, illuminated only by the faint light of a few torches, which barely managed to light the way. Discarded weapons and broken machinery were scattered throughout the room, indicating that this was more than just an abandoned mine - it was the hideout of a band of notorious bandits. The walls of the mine were lined with various weapons and artifacts, proving that the bandits had been in the mine for quite some time. On one side, a large table was covered with maps and a few other objects, seemingly used for planning out their next heist. Further in, a few small rooms could be seen, where the bandits ha
As I hugged my mother tightly, I could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. I knew how much she loved me, and it was painful to leave her behind. She hugged me back just as tightly and whispered in my ear, "Stay safe, my son. And come back to us soon." Her words were filled with love and worry, and I could sense the depth of her emotions. I promised her that I would take care of myself, and that I would come back home soon.My father, proud as ever, patted my shoulder and wished me success. He told me that he was proud of me for chasing my dreams, and that he was confident that I would make a name for myself in the world. He handed me a small bag of coins, telling me that it was to help me on my journey. I could see the love in his eyes, and I felt grateful for the support that he was giving me.My sister, who always looked up to me, hugged me and promised to miss me. She was younger than I was, and I had always been something of a mentor to her. She told me that she was proud of me
Artyon gazed out across the vast expanse of the sea, his mind racing with plans and strategies. He knew that the Eastern Continent held the key to his success, but the road ahead was perilous and fraught with danger.As the ship sailed towards its destination, Artyon's thoughts turned to the mysterious Princess Lilly Roland. In the previous timeline, she had perished on this day, but now she was alive and well, and a formidable swordswoman to boot. What had changed? Artyon resolved to investigate further, but for now, he had more pressing concerns.He had learned of a powerful weapon, a black gunpowder created by a skilled alchemist, that had caught the attention of the King of Farihn during the recent summit to determine the new emperor of Conley. Artyon knew that this weapon could shift the balance of power in the region, and he was determined to obtain it before anyone else could.But Artyon was not content with simply acquiring the weapon for himself. He had a grander plan in mind
"Hey, Watari, I've been thinking about this path. I'm not sure if I want to continue down the path we're on. I feel like there might be something better out there."The man with the green hair spoke for a while longer before slipping out of the palace through a window and climbing down the vines to the ground. He ran through the forest until he reached the edge, where he found a small boat waiting for him. Without hesitation, he rowed away from the land and was soon picked up by a passing ship.As the man with the green hair gazed out at the horizon, he knew that he had changed the course of history. The path he had chosen was a dangerous one, but he was willing to take the risk in order to achieve his goals. He knew that his actions would have far-reaching consequences, but he was willing to bear the burden of his choices.And so, the man with the green hair disappeared into the night, leaving behind a legacy of chaos and uncertainty. Who was this green hair ma
Artyon sat at his desk, staring intently at the plan laid out before him. It was a risky plan, but he was confident that it would work. All he needed was the right people to execute it.He had always known that Landon was the perfect candidate to become the Emperor of Ancorna. Since childhood, Landon had dreamed of ruling over the entire continent. And with Artyon's help, that dream could become a reality.The Oragnatizon, a secretive organization that Artyon had connections with, had agreed to help them destroy the holy city of D.T. It was a necessary sacrifice, but Artyon knew that it would have far-reaching consequences.As news of the destruction reached the central continent, Landon would be busy conquering all the kingdoms on the continent. Artyon had already taken care of poisoning the crops of two major empires, making it easier for Landon to seize control.Meanwhile, Princess Luna of Atlanta would be working on destroying Conley from the inside.
Present Day Jola,As the days passed, the once barren land of Jola began to transform into a bustling city. Construction workers labored tirelessly under Eugene's direction, their hammers ringing out like a chorus across the landscape.The first sign of progress was the towering structures that began to take shape across the city. Three-story buildings, each with their own unique design, began to rise up from the ground, like trees sprouting from the earth.With each passing day, more and more buildings began to dot the skyline, each one a testament to the hard work of the construction workers and their leader, Eugene.But it wasn't just the buildings that were taking shape in Jola. The greenhouse area, which would be used to grow crops for the city's residents, was nearing completion. Rows upon rows of vegetables and fruits could already be seen growing, ready to feed the hungry mouths of the city's inhabitants.And as the city grew, so too did its defenses
Back on Earth, hot air balloons were made with materials like silk, nylon, and polyester for the balloon and wicker or bamboo for the basket. But here in Jola, we don't have access to those materials. We have to work with what we have, which is cotton for the cloth and steel for the basket.As for the fuel, I'm going to use tar. It's a sticky substance made from the distillation of wood or coal, and it's readily available here in Jola. It's not the most efficient fuel, but it will do the job.Making a hot air balloon is a complex process. First, we have to design the balloon itself. We'll need to figure out the size and shape of the balloon, as well as how much weight it can carry. Then we'll need to sew the cotton together to create the envelope of the balloon.Next comes the basket. We'll use steel rods to create a frame, and then weld them together to form the basket. It needs to be sturdy enough to hold up to 50 people, so we'll have to make sure it's well-c
All the slaves on these ships were freed from the slave camps around the Ancorna Empire and were being taken somewhere by the captain of these ships but no one knew where, no one knew why this man is helping them, some had there doubts but everyone was really relived that they didn't had to work for some owner who would whip them.Few days ago, the pirates had brought the slaves to these ships. They tried to attack another ship that was sailing nearby, but a skilled swordswoman defeated them all. Despite her victory, she couldn't take in the slaves, and so they continued to drift aimlessly. It was during this time that they encountered the captain of these ships - a man named Freeman - who was determined to help the slaves and set them free from their shackles.As they sailed further away from their former lives, the newly freed slaves couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. They had no idea where they were headed or what awaited them on the other side. Despite their dou