Hello people! I'm back with a new story! Yay! though this one is rated as Fullmetal Alchemist, it deals with none of the characters or story plot, i know, i know, will all miss Ed, but the story is influenced by Fullmetal. I hope everyone likes it and i hope everyone leaves comments!

Me: Read people! And peal yo eye to the mysterious A.c.A!

Prologue

History is much like an endless waltz;

The three beats of peace, revolution, and war

Continue on forever.

-Mariemaia Kushrenadam, Gundam Seed

There once was a land that ruled above all. It existed many, many years ago and was known with various names; the savages, the evil ones, the puppets, or the most famous of all, the Red Land of the East. But if anyone knew the truth of what happened to that land, they would know its true name. Albonia, that's what it was called a few centuries ago.

That land, Albonia, flourished by the hand of a man named, Tiberius De Fabianis, in the year of 15EF. He was the first king that started it all. The great Tiberius, witty and wise, yet, not an immortal, died in the year of 19EF. His dynasty did not last long, considering his grandson, Tiberius III De Fabianis was overthrown by Augustus De Luca and the military.

Ultimately changed by the new arrival, Albonia changed forever. It became a nation of militarism, war, uprisings, totalism, murder, blood, sadist, communist, kidnappers, rapist, discriminators, and the list goes on. The people, naively, had expected their king to freedom from the previous ruling of Fabianis. Yet, all they got was a puppet king ruled by the military.

During the ruling of the puppet king De Luca, the military's power augmented in size to the point where imperialism became comment. Yes, those were the days of great depression and solitude. The military commandeered every penny the people had to support the great struggle for protection of their country. They claimed that their enemies were morally evil and that only the nation of Albonia could put a stop to it.

As stupid and naïve as it might sound to others, the people believed it. Therefore the conquering of the country of Siamun to the west was achieved. And after a few uprisings, revolutions, riots, and a couple of generations that passed, Siamun completely became Albonia's property.

As the chain of things go, the tyrant king Augustus De Luca perished one night after drinking too many apple cider, served by his favorite servant and the help of an unknown friend, died the year of 29EF.

Next came his son, Caligula the great, and with the support of the military, they imperialized the country of Alara to the east. The young king with his youth and strength, conquered the rest of his neighboring countries sooner after Alara. The great country of Salitis to the north was conquered, Ramesses to the south as well, Takelot southwest, in between of Siamun and Ramesses, and Geta northeast, in between of Salitis and Alara, near the great Cyrus desert.

And as that saying goes, everything that has a beginning has an end. The ruling of Caligula the great was brutally extinguished by Salazar Van Allen and the military. The great influence of the young king became too much for the insidious hands of the military. It was them who truly ruled everything.

The history of Albonia is like a roller coaster. Throughout the years, their kings have been overthrown and over ruled. Until the great dynasty of the Milani over took the thrown of the last Van Allen. This dynasty took what little dignity Albonia had left from the previous rulers and built the great empire when everything started to change.

Seeking fame, fortune, and a name for himself, the new ruler of Albonia, George IV De Milani, following his family's ideals, thought outside the box. Perphase, he saw outside the box because he set his eyes upon the land of more than 4,000 kilometers away from the Cyrus desert. It was a great and yet, uninhabited country, twice the original size of Albonia, filled with rich resources of water, land, gold, iron, oil, and many other things, or so they thought it was.

Little did the king new of the strength and power of XILDANA. They ventured to the unknown heart of the land, and what they got was far beyond their expectations. Out of Xildana they came out, tall and strong like the Redwood tree that grew during the hot summers of Albonia. The gallops of their horses and the clashes of their swords, ringed a crossed their land. Their black skin like the night and the stars, shivered and shinned, driving fear and anxiety to the pale skin soldiers that raised and felled. Their white eyes and light blue pupils pierced so much fear and anger to the blue and green eyes that tried to stare them down to a deadlock. But what was more frightening was their pure black blood that scattered around. They were different and unknown, but worse, unconquered, therefore they were considered the enemy.

The Xildana's, as they were called, persisted in their struggle for survival and for the first time in history, Albonia had met its match. Three hundredth and seven years later, after the death of George IV, his son, George V De Milani, has inherited the struggling country.

Now this is the year of 23AB, the king has only started ruling for 20 years. The last great battle against the Xildana's happened 30 years ago and everything seems peaceful. But not for long, not until the arrival of the immortal of the ancient world.

~A. C. A.

So, how was it? Pretty awesome right! Leave comments, whatever comes to your mind! If it happens that you can't pronounce the word, Xildana, just go to google, type translator, spanish, type it down and then listen to it!