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Just a fun little story i made up, thought it was cool and creative so i hope you enjoy the read if you like reading lore.
Music to listen to while reading: https://youtu.be/-g3PRDHOdPE?t=14s
The story begins with a young man sitting near a roaring fire, in front of him he beholds a monument of a battle.
The battle depicts the conflict between Arcadian forces and Vaktovian forces, the Arcadians are destroying the gates of Swampy Moon Outpost.
An elder arrives at the campfire where the young man is sitting.
"Ah, yes. a testament to our greatest triumph, the destruction of our rival species the Vaktovians." "However, as valiantly and courageously we fought, our efforts were in vain.
We allowed Arcadia to be assimilated and destroyed, our species was annihilated."
The young man stands up and stares into the fire, he glances at the old elder and notices, a mechanical leg and scars streaking down his face.
The young man replies, "You were one of them?"
The old man replies, "Yes, i was an officer of the old empire, boy. I saw my planet fall and my countrymen slaughtered."
The young man turns his back to the officer and asks, "So what do you intend on doing now?"
The elder replies, "There's nothing i can do boy, our beloved emperor Castellian has fallen and denounced us remaining Arcadians, the Arcadian name as we know it will fade into oblivion. Extinct."
The young man replies, "You plan on abandoning your Arcadian virtues? What happened to the empire of old, who dominated galaxies and protected its home with the fiercest loyalty?"
The elder replied in an exasperated manner, "It's gone now boy, the old Imperium is but a distant memory. We can only reminisce on the past glories, and regret the decisions made that led to our great empire's fall."
The fire diminishes, the young man is left in darkness gazing at the monument above, with the stars on the horizons behind it.
10 Years later...
An officer is giving a speech to his men before the Arcadian invasion of Arenir.
His soldiers, gaze at him with delicate hope and tears falling upon their faces. The dropship of his battalion is one of many in which are on course to invade the island of Arenir. "50 Years ago, our planet fell-and we were hopeless to defend it. We saw the extinction of our race, our countrymen, our home. The flames engulfed us all, and left us with nothing but despair and defeat."
"It's present day, year 4013, I'm proud to lead a battalion of Arcadia's great legacy. Descendants of heroes, sons of immortals. We will reclaim the glory that the old empire fought and died upon!"
The bay doors open, the officer shouts:
"We fight for something greater than ourselves, we continue the war in which our glorious dead fought and died believing in! Go, charge and fight for the legacy which we were left to continue, fight for the glory of Arcadia!"
2 minutes before the drop, the officer remembers 10 years ago, what he said to his elder Arcadian officer.
The fire has extinguished, the young man pauses, he's dumbfounded and speechless.
He looks at the monument, and stares in silence.
The elder said, "It's for the best, leave our glory to remain in history we shall never be able to honor the victories that the old imperium achieved."
The young man replies, "No, you may not follow, but you shall witness."
"I will continue what our ancestors abandoned, what everyone gave up in believing. I will accept the torch which has been passed on to us descendants. I will make our name immortal."
The young man relights the fire and sits back down, still admiring the monument.
The elder departs and whispers under his breath, "Good luck young Arcadian, the path in which you choose to take will not be easy..."
"But, your conviction.. you remind me of what i stood for, back in our empire of old..."
Arcadian forces marched onto Arenir and defeated them at the battle of Legal District that day.
We, the legacies of an empire, the descendants of those heroes of the imperium stand to defend our claim to the right of the name "Arcadian" and to continue their story. Another chapter begins, as the Federation of Arcadia march re-united and unified under the name of our ancestors.
Homage to what once was an empire, its remnants united under a federation. Arcadia marches once more, unified against her enemies.
Immortal.
Thank you for reading, provide feedback on what you think is good and bad about my story.
-bballer909 Centurion of Arcadia
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