"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
Ben rubbed his eyes and yawned as he stretched his arms, feeling the warmth of the sun on his skin. He got out of bed and walked over to the window, gazing out at the bustling city below. The once barren desert was now a thriving metropolis of concrete buildings and bustling streets. Steam smoke rose into the air from the factories and trains that crisscrossed the city.As he looked out, Ben felt a sense of pride wash over him. He was the transporting council head, and it was his responsibility to ensure the smooth flow of goods throughout the city. He had worked tirelessly to introduce steam-powered trains to the city, and it had paid off in spades. The trains had made transporting goods faster and more efficient, which in turn had helped to speed up construction and development.Ben smiled to himself as he went about his morning routine, preparing for another busy day.Ben couldn't help feeling a twinge of disappointment as he sipped his coffee. His Majesty's recent decision to proh
Eugene took a seat at the head of the long table in the meeting hall. The room was silent as the council heads looked at him with a mix of respect and apprehension. It was clear that they were eager to hear what their king had to say."Good morning, everyone," Eugene said, breaking the silence. "I hope you all had a pleasant night."The council heads murmured their responses, and Eugene noticed that three of them - Ben, Ruby, and Sam - were looking at him with a mixture of curiosity and reverence. He could tell that they were seeing their king for the first time, and he smiled warmly at them."Allow me to introduce myself," Ben said, standing up from his seat. "My name is Ben, and I am the head of the Council of Transportation. Your Majesty, I want to thank you for freeing me and my people from slavery. We are honored to serve you now."Eugene nodded graciously, and then Ruby stood up to introduce herself."I am Ruby," she said, her voice soft but steady. "I
Eugene turned to Sam, the head of the Council of Finance, and smiled. "Sam, I want to thank you for everything you've done for our kingdom. Your management of our finances has been exceptional, and I'm glad to see that printed paper money has made things easier for everyone."Sam beamed at him. "Thank you, Your Majesty. We are always looking for ways to improve our financial system and make it more efficient."Eugene nodded. "I also wanted to ask you about the finances for my upcoming wedding. Is everything in order?"Sam nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty. We have made all the necessary arrangements, and everything is under control. You don't need to worry about a thing."Eugene breathed a sigh of relief. "That's great to hear, Sam. I appreciate all your hard work."Sam smiled. "It's my pleasure, Your Majesty. We will continue to do everything we can to support you and your kingdom."Eugene looked around at the members of the council and cleared his throat. "I