The North PacificBoard

Start of an Era

The war declaration to Kronica by the German-Russian Empire was not surprising. People of Kronica were get used to hearing the war news over and over again, especially this year. All of the broadcasting of Kronish media was shut down traditionally like it did in every war declaration issue. The people knew that screens fading black and radios turning silent had to do something with the defence forces of Kronica, since it was the fourth, or fifth time happening this year. After the screens and radios all turning silent, a woman in her early 20's started to speak. This was, for sure, Princess Lucia. A petite woman with brown eyes, blond long hair and the most serious face of her. She was sitting in a blank room, with a black-gold background and wooden plank floor. There was nothing visible in the video but the camera lights, a glass table, a silk armchair with velvet cushions, and of course, Princess Lucia herself. She started to read the announcement of war through the teleprompter with her calm, and weirdly monotone voice.

"Dear Kronish people, i am here today to announce another vile attempt to destroy our homeland. Our glorious nation, Kronica, is under threat of invasion by a nation called 'German-Russian Empire'. Our nation, throughout the history, can not, and will not be controlled by any enemy forces by any means. We showed how independent we are to the world with the battles that we have fought. We lost sometimes, but we change ourselves to triumph when we did. We developed ourselves, with new technology, new tactics, better assets and our faith in our heart. We set the hearts of the Kronish once, and that fire will never burn out as long as we keep ourselves together and do not divide our people. We are Kronish. We are Polcean, Skaborgish, Grecian, Fuseen, Judean, Zhenian, Sorbski and Yakuvoniak. We are from all ages, all generations, all cultures and all backgrounds. We are immigrants, natives or children of immigrants. It does not matter. We shall stand tall, we shall endure and eventually, we shall be triumphant. Pray the god, or gods, to keep our nation safe and blessed. Simul et harmonia." she said.

After that, the Kronish flag appeared on the screen, with playing the national anthem of Kronica, "O, Golden Laurel." in first Polcean, then in Grecian and Skaborgish languages. The screen was showing the lyrics, and after the national anthem ended, There was a small note of "Please pledge allegiance" on the bottom of the screen. After the text, the pledge of allegiance was played with the Kronish flag in the background.

"I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the Federal Kingdom of Kronica, and to the Monarchy for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all. I swear to keep my nation safe, independent and free."

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Fusean Kronica already had 1.7 million soldiers on it because of the past riots, and Commander Volyana Znabowska ordered 400k men to enter to the German-Russian Empire and open fire. 32 Kedsko-5 tanks (equivalent of Leopard 2A7), 30 Moyluvshka rocket launchers (equivalent of Katyusha), 12 Drachma 6K tanks (equivalent of K2 Black Panther), 2 Amphibious Assault Ships, 1 Aircraft Carrier, 8 Frigates and 4 destroyers, 6 submarines, 3 corvettes, 14 KR-3 bomber jets, 10 SU-502 fighter jets and 4 attack helicopters with 400k women were sent to the coasts and lands of German-Russian Empire. The tanks planned to split their ways through the cities, while the watercraft were sailing to the different spots of GRE. The brave women were sent to the nation by sea and land.

Kronica was planning to send other ships to the Fusean region just in case. Since Fusean Kronica was a small place, it wouldn't hold that much assets for a long time. The nation was being prepared, because everything was about to be planned, it would be a new era for Kronica, and probably for the Eastern Fusea. The people were hoping, praying and donating to the military to be triumphant. The people, just like Lucia said, stood tall and endured every pain of Kronica. Kronica was kind of lucky, because they were already mobilised due to the last wars happened earlier, which are still can be counted as "new" depending on the context. The golden laurel and the black banner was waving through the nation.

Queen Karolina was sitting on her chair decorated with vibrant coloured faux flowers, made of top quality silk and cotton. Her room was large in size, with black walls with zigzag patterns of different tones of gold and gray. The temperature of the room was surprisingly warm even though there were not any air conditioners or heaters. The room was very desolate and empty due to its large size, but it was still decorated with expensive and costly furniture of top quality, made by the most famous carpenters of the nation. The room had a great red rug that had a vibrant and colourful tone, yet ironically the colour was making it effortlessly an eye candy, which was probably why Her Majesty Karolina loved this carpet. The room had a magical smell of various scents, just like a flower garden full of young roses. Karolina, with all of her seriousness, was trying to concentrate on reading the important papers sent to her, which were often very important for the government. Her crystal blue eyes were reading the every single word of this messy declaration she stumbled upon.

“Looks like another war declaration. It’s getting sickening a lot, what is even the purpose? What is the purpose of being the vile vulture on our glorious nation? They never learn of their mistakes.” she said to herself. She then put the papers into the birch wood coffee table in front of her, it was not a surprise to see declaration after declaration. It was starting to become an issue, because even though Kronica was surely paving it’s way to become more triumphant and more visible on the international stage, it was still costing a lot of money and men to work on. It was not surprising for Karolina to think about money first, then the human lives, since she was a total materialist and was in the hands of greed and sordidness, since Kronica at this point, was a money cow for her. It was still saddening to see that Kronica was about to lose some money, but she was slightly more concerned than usual because it would also affect her wealth. Less women meant less materials to sell to the military, which drove the interest of companies selling military assets and MRE’s (Meal Ready to Eat), which was not something she wanted since her companies were having the majority of that sector. The speech she formerly ordered all televisions to broadcast was heard from the next room lightly. She was hoping for the best result and the lightest damage to the nation, like the other wars against the country that have passed. The feeling of triumph was everything for her, and she always saw Kronica as an unstoppable and invincible nation that has no flaws and is invulnerable and unconquerable. Kronica defended itself for years, and she knew it all too well, yet it was clear that she was exaggerating the features of the nation. For this, time was the only way to say what was going to happen and who was going to be triumphant. It was better to wait for tomorrow for everyone, yet Karolina was still busy with the papers she was working on. It was going to be the big day for the Fusea and the two nations. The future of Kronica was still continuing to shape, this war would either strengthen or weaken the very foundations Kronica stood on for many years. A new era was about to begin.

Simul et Harmonia.