Long ago, a very bright sorcerer made a stupid mistake: He did not test out one of his spells. It did not cause him much harm, unlike other stupid mistakes. What he did not know was that if he had tested out his spell, it would of sparked a chain of events that would change the world he lived in, the lives of the people there, and the lives of soldiers in a completely unrelated universe.
Our story begins here…
Japanese Self Defence Force base, Arnus Hill, Special Region
A soldier in a simple suit of armor walked into a pub.
"Waiter," he called. "Gimme an ale." The waiter turned around.
"We don't have any ale," she said. "But we do have something called beer." The soldier tilted his head in confusion.
"Beer?" he asked.
Indeed, the people of this world had never heard of a drink called Beer. This was a completely new world.
It has been a week since the Empire opened a portal to a different world and sent a military force there. But the force of 60,000 men were annihilated within two days by the technologically advanced military of the JSDF. In retaliation, the JSDF launched an operation to investigate the newly established "Special Region." The base has pretty much become a trading post by this point.
"Woah," the soldier said after he took his first swing of beer. "This tastes amazing." The waiter smiled.
"Good to hear that," she said. There was another voice from the other side of the room.
"One beer please!"
"Coming!" The waiter walked off to the table where the voice came from. The soldier looked over towards the direction where the voice came from.
There was a group of men in green clothes. Strange men. These were men from the other side of the gate, members of the JSDF. The soldier smiled and walked over to the group of people. He greeted them with a smile and sat next to them.
"I hear you are still learning about this world. Is this true?" he asked. The men in green nodded.
"Yeah," said one of them. "We want to do things peacefully, but we can't really do that without knowing about this place." The soldier nodded.
"I see," he said. "Then would you like to hear a story? It is about a province far to the south of the Empire."
The men in green gathered close and the soldier began his story.
"There is a province far to the south of the Imperial City by the name of Munzo. The people of Munzo are a kind, respectful, but rebellious bunch. Twice they have rebelled against Imperial control.
The first time was a mere peasant revolt and the Imperial army put it down swiftly. This destroyed Munzo's economy, quickly sending its people into poverty. Years had passed since this revolt and the will to rebel seemed to disappear from the people. Then the Men in Brown came. These were men that seemed to have lost their home in a great conflict and were looking for a place to stay.
The people of Munzo accepted these outsiders, despite Munzo's poor state. These outsiders, recognizing the people's rebellious will, decided to provide them with new technology. This technology caused Munzo to flourish again but not many took notice of it.
The leader of a neighboring province, however, felt that the outsiders were a threat to the Empire and, without permission from the Emperor, launched an offensive on Munzo itself. But the technological advancement of Munzo was not just for show. Using brand new tactics and superior weaponry, Munzo's forces completely demolished the forces of this neighboring province, and established Munzo as the strongest province in the region.
The outsiders were soon integrated into the government. They were in charge of any necessary modernization processes as well as the command of the military.
Munzo province is still, however, an Imperial province to this day."
The men in green nodded, impressed by this "Munzo Province." They were particularly curious about these "Men in Brown."
"Where exactly do these 'Men in Brown' come from?" one asked. The soldier shook his head.
"I have no idea," the soldier said. "If I did I would tell you."
"Do you know how to get to this "Munzo Province?" another asked.
"Well…"
"...And that is why I believe we should send a team to check out this Munzo Province, sir." The commanding officer sighed.
"Second Lieutenant Itami, I understand your concern but you should be trying to find a way to have friendly relations with the Imperial government. We can't exactly have the Empire think that we are supporting rebellious factions within the country." The officer leaned back.
"But it would benefit us if we have some information about this 'Munzo Province,'" he concluded. "Let me consult with some of my staff."
"Yes sir."
Pallada City, Munzo Province…
"... That concludes my ideas on the contents of the Second Modernization Plan," said a man in a toga. Another man in a toga, this one with a crown on his head, nodded.
"I guess that is all, gentlemen?" he asked his fellow Council members. Everyone in the room nodded. "General Harrison, make the call." A third man in a toga, General Harrison, nodded.
"Yes sir," he said. "Ahem. With an incoming threat to the prosperity of our province and with realization that our current technology cannot counter these threats, I, General Harrison of the seco- sorry, FIRST special forces unit and the rest of the Council hereby approve the Second Modernization Plan."
The people in the room stood up and applauded. A meeting was over. Soon, a revolution shall begin.
Author's notes: Hey y'all it's Karl the Arty! Here's my story for Gate: Jieitai Kanochi de kaku tataka- actually screw it damn title is too long. :P
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