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It has been a full year since I have last accessed this data journal and oh the changes a year can make. The surviving citizens of Mobius have banded together! Albeit under three very different factions. There's the G.U.N. Remnants, I had initially thought that I had all but wiped them from this desolate plain, but somehow they have managed to survive, not only that, they have grown in numbers and have built a thriving community in two different locations, those being The Mobian Badlands, and The Mobian Desert. From here they have become a constant annoyance, a fly in ointment, as it were. Around the areas surrounding them are various..."tribes" if you will, gangs of thugs to be point blank. Their only goal is chaos, that and feeding their starving stomachs. The Remnants contract them from time to time and they are hired on as extra guns and live Shields in exchange for guns, food, and the freedom to do as they wish.
Then there are the New Independent Colonies (NIC), they hail from the former kingdom of Mercia, its castle (or what's left of it) being their HQ. They are surrounded by the Emerald Sea on two sides and like GUN, They have contracted thugs standing watch over their beloved city. However, the things that separate these two factions are their leadership, while one holds military dictatorship (GUN), the other, clings to old world diplomacy and democracy (NIC). Why they hold to the old ways is an unanswered question… if insanity is expecting different results after multiple attempts, then they are lunatics of the highest echelon.
That leaves us with one other faction, Me. I control Angel Island. I control Ground Zero (Station Square), and The Mystic Ruins (The Great Forest). The space colony ARK is willingly at my beck and call and the floating fortress that is the Blue Typhoon, has enough firepower in its mac cannons alone to punch a hole clean through a fleet of battleships. However as much as probably any of you who think I have, I have not clung to the old ways of Mobius, my rule... is that of an empire. I know what you must be thinking, no I have not gone completely insane nor have I become another Robotnik. I am saving the world from itself. These people live in fear and hate, and they war over something as simple as a meal, what I have done in creating this empire is I has ensured the survival of Mobius until a time in which the proper system of government can be set up without fear of attack from the opposing sides
I know what you're thinking, I'm not forcing them to join, and these good people are free to leave of their own accord. However, I sat down with Knuckles and Shadow and spent several long, grueling days developing the statutes of order that all the people have over joyously agreed to. To top it off, it was also within mere weeks of the order taking effect that the miniature wars stopped completely, that violence took a back seat as humanity began rebuilding together.
With the aid of my civil defense bots the regions are safe, and power has even been restored in some of the major cities. The other factions do not like the idea, however they are too busy slicing at one another's throats to even cast a wandering eye in my direction. All the while my cities are continuing to flourish in everything from food and water, to power and peace, not to mention that my army is increasing by the day.
Someday they will war with one another and the victor will sound his victorious roar there by rallying the troops on their march to demand surrender from yours truly. However, by the time that they actually do come to me with their demand, I will have tripled my army in size. Though I fear, sometimes things never go as planned.
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One year, one year since the unification of the NIC and the GUN remnants under their new Rule, and one year since the threats and demands for my surrender have started to pour in. It's all happening just as I had predicted, I had anticipated such an alliance, though I will admit, I wish I would have had more time to prepare. No matter, they have but a handful of mercenaries they could spare, and it would take that and nearly all of their city guard to even try and mount an attack. GUN wouldn't risk it knowing that their headquarters would be left exposed. perhaps its time I sent in a spy...
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Attempting a false treaty with my empire? Leaving me to find out that they have declared war on us, just as my pen began to drag across the paper? I am not so much surprised, as I am dumbfounded. They are the fabled GUN. But in their ranks they hold the people of NIC who lack any order in their plans… Though some would say it was fate. I say its pure human egocentrism. They possess the desire to be in power and control what they fear. Well, bad news for them… These ramparts will stand firm against any attack. My people will not know fear or terror, their peace will not be interrupted. However, on the side of the now unified adversary, I will strike fear into the very marrow of their bones! I will cause their knees to knock together from fright. I will bring their lavish visage, to ruin. All will know that my people are free, and protected. There will be no inimical annexation, and no disruption of order… The Mobian Empire will remain resilient and unwavering and will remain a beacon of hope to a dying world.
Venting aside…They have a name now, the Union of Order. They derived their rules from the olden secret societies, and have even constructed their own ceremony the 'oath to order' .I had my suspicions, I suspected that this new alliance would make the attempt to march into this... sanctuary for humanity. It is sad, even with my vast knowledge of psychology, I cannot tell what causes the human mind to be bent towards power, rather than rational thought. But now is no time to contemplate the past. Now, we fight... for freedom, for justice...for life.