Post by Greywall on Jun 1, 2023 15:30:47 GMT -5
Azeri was preparing for his speech over the newly equipped military forces that stood at the ready outside his personal palace near the capital, he had finished entertaining himself with some desperate impoverished women and eating in front of them, throwing scraps and bones stripped of its meat to them at the floor. Chuckling at them as they tried to pull anything off, he was paying them 1 Qectaca each. He then, had his own fun, and then at the end as he dressed himself and prepared for his speech told them he would pay 20 Qectaca to the one who killed the other by the time he returned.
He left the room and heard the desperate starving women begin to fight, he laughed, nothing but playthings to him. Azeri was one of the infamous post-colonial leaders of Central Touli, well the last one really. With Okeena gone he was alone, he had stressed on the construction of fortifications near Frannerre and the new Tafatu Republic which he refused to recognize as a legitimate state. But with his new Sovereign Union friends he no longer had fear, he had an army that would do what many in Shiysil wanted out of the sad and desperate situation. Rebuild the Empire.
Shiysil had a short lived empire once Seleucidinia and Lusatia withdrew their colonial control over Central and Western Touli. They rapidly invaded the notch from a weak Elenria and poised themselves to expand into Tafatu and Frannerre. And then Frannerre in two short years devastated them, ending the empire swiftly and placing Shiysil into a period of unrest. So called People's Republic limped on until Azeri took control and used his connections to the military and industry to keep his office. Shiysil hasn't had a proper election in over 30 years.
He stood over his balcony, adorned with medals he 'earned' as its president. His troops below wearing Galran, Grinvel and even Veraki helmets now. Armed with Galran Talbh rifles and his own armored corp of Longstreet light tanks and landships. He smiled, brimming with pride over his awarded army, he turned to the Shiysil flag as it flew in the gust of wind and began.
"Soldiers! My soldiers! We stand at the end of this dark age of confinement, with the help of Galra and the Sovereign Union we shall finally take back what was stolen from us! Our Empire!"
Cheers below resonated as Azeri took it in, letting his ego feast on their cries.
"We are now mass assembling a mighty force, one that will strike down the weak and build a future for the strong. A proper Empire to unite the shattered and broken states beyond our borders. An Empire that will march down the streets of Pareua and Le Troi and piss on their pathetic legacies!"
More cheers from the crowd as Azeri grinned and waived them to keep going.
"It's a new world, our world, we will strip the weak of land that belongs to the strong and erase the disease that has plagued Touli. The non human filth, the Frannerri, the Tafatu. All shall be erased by you, and your justified crusade!"
Azeri silenced the next wave of cheers early to wrap it up.
"Prepare yourselves! For the new era you shall give your children! They shall grow and populate a thriving new empire, in the place of the weak and decaying filth beyond our border. They shall thrive in new Shiysil! Go forth and serve them! Serve their future!"
Azeri walked back inside with the soldiers cheering on behind him, his generals giving him affirmation of how great of a speech he gave and how his leadership was the saving bastion of Shiysil. "I want every able bodied man prepared for the operation, Autarch Applegate believes we launch in a year and I want to be in Pareu by the beginning."
His generals left to follow his order, every able bodied man even if it harmed the economy for the war that was now unstoppable.
Azeri entered his room, a dead body laid before him and the surviving woman crying and in shock over what she had done. "Good girl, come get your reward."
