Brothers and sisters, I come to you in the wake of recent events to issue a call to reason. Let no human deny the perils of our time. While we battle one another, divided by the petty strife of our common history, the tide of a greater conflict is turning against us, threatening to destroy all that we have accomplished. It is time for us as nations, and as individuals to set aside our longstanding feuds and unite.
The tides of an unwinnable war are upon us, and we must seek refuge upon higher ground, lest we be swept away by the flood. The old nations and organizations you once knew are no more. Whatever semblance of unity and protection they once provided are phantoms… memories. With our enemies left unchecked, who will you turn to for protection?
The devastation wrought by the Hamidon War is self-evident. We have seen our homes and communities destroyed by the unrestricted nuclear holocaust of desperate governments. We have seen firsthand our friends and loved ones consumed by the nightmarish Devoured. Uprecedented, and unimaginable though they may be, these are the signs of our times.
The time has come, my brothers and sisters, to rally to a new banner. In unity lies strength. Already many of the surviving pockets of humanity have joined us. Out of the many we shall forge an indivisible whole, capitulating only to a single throne.
And from that throne…I shall watch over you. From this day forward, let no human make war upon any other human. Let no foreign agency conspire against this new beginning. And let no man consort with dissident powers. And to all the enemies of humanity, seek not to bar our way. For we shall win through… no matter the cost.
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- Emperor Marcus Cole I
Founding Day Speech, Imperial capital city of Praetoria
January 1st, 0001 PPF (Post-Praetoria Founding)
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"Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay
waste."
The tides of an unwinnable war are upon us, and we must seek refuge upon higher ground, lest we be swept away by the flood. The old nations and organizations you once knew are no more. Whatever semblance of unity and protection they once provided are phantoms… memories. With our enemies left unchecked, who will you turn to for protection?
The devastation wrought by the Hamidon War is self-evident. We have seen our homes and communities destroyed by the unrestricted nuclear holocaust of desperate governments. We have seen firsthand our friends and loved ones consumed by the nightmarish Devoured. Uprecedented, and unimaginable though they may be, these are the signs of our times.
The time has come, my brothers and sisters, to rally to a new banner. In unity lies strength. Already many of the surviving pockets of humanity have joined us. Out of the many we shall forge an indivisible whole, capitulating only to a single throne.
And from that throne…I shall watch over you. From this day forward, let no human make war upon any other human. Let no foreign agency conspire against this new beginning. And let no man consort with dissident powers. And to all the enemies of humanity, seek not to bar our way. For we shall win through… no matter the cost.
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- Emperor Marcus Cole I
Founding Day Speech, Imperial capital city of Praetoria
January 1st, 0001 PPF (Post-Praetoria Founding)
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"Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay
waste."