The Berlun Post

THE ENTIRE WORLD DECLARES WAR ON THE EMPIRE AND THE UNIFIED STATES!

Dark shadows are cast on the Empire today as what seems to be the entire world has turned their blades on us.

Today, in response to the "Heretical actions of the American man that the Empire has employed the service of," over 50 nations from all across the world have chosen to declare war on the Empire and the Unified States.

Our sources inside the government claim that the American man that has gained the ire of so many is named Fuse. According to rumors within the high command, he is capable of traveling through worlds. In fact, he has already brought General Rudersdorf and General Zettour to another world, and brought back an ally from it, which was what convinced the government to throw their alliance towards the Unified States.

However, jealous of our new riches and our ally, the rest of the world has, like crabs in a bucket, declared war, attempting to bring back down the Empire to their level.

But will we let them?

We will not!

Our otherworldly allies will help turn the tides of this war. But even so, the Imperial Government has announced that it is handing out weapons to every able bodied man willing to defend his fatherland from the jealous invaders seeking to trample and defile our land and people.

With our American allies, the Empire will stand forevermore!

Unified States of America

Fuse

So, I obviously made it to where Washington D.C would be. I have the location saved in my head like I do my own house. It was just a little time consuming to fly across the Atlantic Ocean.

But…

This is a swamp.

I know that Washington D.C was built on a swamp, but wasn't there supposed to be a city here?

…Actually, if it's called the Unified States. I should've expected the capital to be changed too.

Ugh, this is definitely a cut below the actual United States. Even if it is much better than everything else in this world.

Well, if I had to think of other cities that could become the capital of the United States, it would be New York City or Philadelphia.

I'm going to guess Philadelphia, though. It's where the first continental congress was held, if I recall correctly.

Spending another hour flying to Pennsylvania, I finally found the city. In fact, I can even see this world's equivalent of the White House and the Washington monument.

There was just one, teeny tiny issue with the capital city of the Unified States…

It was being invaded.

Canadian forces were just outside of the city perimeters, and every man was defending against the invaders.

But the Canadians were using light magic, and the common man had no defense against God.

Flying straight towards the frontline, I created another spell to help me clear out this infestation faster.

[Untimely End - When activating this spell, suck the souls of your enemies around you. The more mana you put into this spell, the larger the radius and the faster it ends.]

Landing in the middle of the Canadian horde, I activated this spell.

Their tainted souls come to me in a second.

Good. That was fast enough.

Using my anemo delusion, I increased my speed and began to sprint across the battlefield.

Every Canadian was weak, so I didn't have to spend time fighting them as my Untimely End ripped their souls out.

Because of my Destructive perk, it broke apart their bodies as their souls were taken away, but that was the fate they deserved.

For the first 30 seconds, I went uncontested as thousands of Canadians were suddenly killed without knowing what hit them.

In the next 30 seconds, they realized who was doing it and began to retreat.

For I was death, punishing them for laying a finger upon my nation.

I didn't let them retreat. All I did was keep running toward them. Running past their corpses to get to the next man.

Even when they left the boundaries of the battlefield, I still followed them. This nation would be their graves.

In the span of 30 minutes, the entire Canadian army was dead.

It was a hundred thousand men that was sent into the Unified States across the Great Lakes. Not a single one of them will return.

You have gained an achievement!

[Decimation]

Requirements: Single-handedly destroy an entire army that was at least 50 thousand men strong.

Description: Now, you are become death, destroyer of worlds.

Rewards: 2 gacha tokens, 1 random epic ability, 1 random epic perk.

Epic skill rolled!

[Cleave - Uses your mana to cut a target.]

Epic perk rolled!

[Minor Escalation - The longer you battle against someone, the stronger you become. This is capped at 1.25x your current power level.]

Legendary Skill rolled!

[Aim be True - When activated, your next attack is guaranteed to hit your target.]

Common weapon rolled!

[Glock 18 - Automatic pistol]

Hell, that's nice… But right now, I'm trying to defend my country.

Walking back to Philadelphia, I could feel those hundreds of thousand souls trying to rebel against me.

If they were Americans, they would've already killed me. They lost their chance at freedom.

Someone, a soldier, ran up to me, terror, awe, and worry in their voice "Dude! You look like fucking shit! Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I will be…" I slowly replied, figuring out my next course of action.

Mexico is attacking too, right?

In that case…

I flew up into the sky, far above the clouds.

Then, I aimed.

Soul Ballista took the shape of a massive, burning bald eagle as I poured every soul that was still on me.

The million or so French souls from Parisii, and the Canadian souls I gained today.

With my new skill, I can't miss this shot, right?

So I fired.

Somewhere in Texas

"Brave warriors of Mexica!" The major shouted out to his troops, "Today is the day that we will retake the land that our savage neighbors took from us long ago! It has been approved by God, which powers our every bullet, every step that we take!"

Patriotic fervor was in the air. This was the revenge that they long sought for.

This was the opportunity that God handed him.

"So, charge with me! Long live Mexica!"

"Huraaah!"

Suddenly, the sky lit up with white light-

Was that a FLAMING WHITE BALD EAGLE!?

"Major Gonzales."

"Yes, General Jose?"

"Why are we in heaven?"

"Beats me."

Unified States of America, Philadelphia

Fuse

Well damn. I nearly got back everything I spent on that soul ballista. I damn near just killed about the entire Mexican army.

That should hopefully give my cousins some relief down south…

System Notice:

You have 73% of the necessary faith in order to regain your divinity!

You are on track to become: The God of Wealth, Freedom, Death, and Nationalism.

Hell, people are praying to me again? How do they even know it's me that destroyed the Mexican army?

Well, I did just destroy the Canadian army. Maybe that 50% came from just that.

…Also, where the hell did nationalism come from? I mean, I am a nationalist. But I'm a patriot.

Ugh, whatever. Maybe I can just deny being a god and that'll bring that number down.

Back on the ground, I introduced myself to the guy that ran up to me just a few moments ago, "Yo, dude. I'm good now. My name's Fuse. You?"

"Ah, I'm Elton," He slowly greeted, "You, uh… Well, thanks for saving us there. We were caught way off guard. Didn't expect the Canadians to turn on us with magic guns in all of their hands."

I nodded, "Yeah, that's fair, dude. Anyhow, I'm going to go assist you guys up north against Canada. I dealt with the Mexicans just now, so hopefully they can send reinforcements down south-"

"Wait, Canada? Mexico?" Elton confusedly parroted, "Don't you mean Canadia? Mexica?"

…

"Yeah, yeah," I swallowed down my distaste, "Canadia and Mexica."

What terrible names.

"You also keep saying 'you guys' too. Aren't you American?" Elton questioned, remembering to put his gun on his back.

"Well, yeah, but…" I think of how to say this, but eventually just settling on, "I'm from the United States of America. This is the Unified States of America. We're pretty close to the same, but I hold one as my heart, the other is just close."

"You're from another world?"

"Yeah, basically."

"Shit, man. Am I even allowed to know that?"

"I'm not trying to keep it a secret," I waved it off, "Anyhow, tell all of that to your superiors. Tell the President I'll see him after I force our neighbors to surrender. I'm going to shoot Canadia's prime minister."

"I… Yeah, sure, go for it," Elton was about to say something else before deciding that it was just best if he turned back to give the good news.

Meanwhile, I flew to battle.

Canadia

Prime Minister Will Lyon MaKing

"Hey, dipshit."

"There's no need to be so rude, Mr. Fuse."

"No thanks, dumbass."

Being held at gunpoint was a rather novel experience for Will. It couldn't have come at a worse time, however, as the Canadian army had crumbled beneath the power of the man standing in front of him.

Despite knowing there was only 1 outcome to this conversation, Will still tried a different solution, "You do not have to be beholden to your own country, you know…"

"Another word out of you that isn't "I will unconditionally surrender to the Unified States of America" will get you shot," Was the response.

"I will unconditionally surrender to the Unified States of America," Was his reply.

Fuse happily chuckled, "Good, good. Mind control is pretty nasty until it comes up against the barrel of a gun."

"...Mind control?"

"What? You thought everyone rationally decided to declare war on the USA?"

…That's fair.

He doubts history will treat him kindly as this catastrophic loss against the USA likely means the end of Canadia as an independent country, though.

The White House, Unified States of America

Fuse

"Calvin Coolidge, huh? All I remember about you is that you don't talk much."

"Well, that's rude. I can speak whenever I want."

"Evidently so."

It was a pretty surreal feeling, meeting the President of the Unified States which was basically a one-to-one replication of our Calvin Coolidge.

Though, the White House in this world is undoubtedly less impressive than the United States.

It seemed to be a pattern in this world.

Leaning on his desk, Calvin Coolidge spoke with a thankful expression on his face, "Firstly, I would like to thank you for turning the tide of battle against the Canadians and Mexicans. Our nation owes you a great debt."

"Not a problem," I waved his thanks off, "Just be sure to annex Canadia in the peace deal."

"...Excuse me?"

I tilted my head, "Like, just take Canadia for ourselves. Add a few new states, you know? Maybe do the same to some of the southern border. Take the peninsula, at least. Shorten the border."

Calvin narrowed his eyes at me, "Mr. Fuse, while I do recognize what you are saying… The olive branch is much more preferable to the sword. Annexing Canadia and those regions of Mexica would only further antagonize our trading partners. We trade much with Albion's Empire-"

That's what the British call themselves?

"And antagonizing them so would greatly hurt our trade relations," Calvin finished.

I disagreed with him. A lot. I pointed out, "With those increased borders, the Unified States can become self-sufficient. If you take Canadia, the only neighbors to the north will be the fish. Trade relations will recover in the future, but your territory will stay the same forever."

"But the morality of taking their land in this day and age-"

"Will not matter in a hundred years," I cut him off, "Look, I'm about to go get the same, unconditional peace deal from the Mexicans. Go talk to some of your advisors, get their opinions. If they're as capable as they should be, they'll recommend the same thing."

Calvin simply gave me a hard look.

Then, he asked, "Is this something that the United States of America had to learn the hard way?"

"We never got the opportunity," I admitted.

"I see. I would say I would like to meet you again, but I believe you have much more pressing matters saving the Empire," Calvin said, gesturing to the phone on his desk, "They've been calling me non-stop begging to send you back."

As if on cue, the phone began to ring.

Well, I guess it'd be pretty rude to leave them hanging. I guess I can go back after I deal with Mexico.

"Yeah, alright. I'll get the Mexicans to send a peace deal, let you guys handle everyone else in South America, then head back to Europe."

"Europa?"

"You know what I mean."

Well, that was easy.

My Soul Ballista from earlier had already destroyed the majority of the Mexican forces. All I had to do was find the president of Mexica and ask him to send their surrender.

Well, that, and destroy the 2nd army that popped up after the first's defeat.

…And the 3rd army after that.

But that was maybe only a few tens of thousands people in total, so basically not even armies. Even if all of them did shoot bolts of light at me.

With that handled, I made sure to send a "See you later! Avoid the Great Depression!" Card to the White House before returning to Europa.

I really hope they don't ask me about the Great Depression thing. I have no idea how to prevent that.

Now that I think of it, I should've probably sent an "End Segregation" card to them too…

…

Opening a portal behind me, I immediately made sure to send a card that gave my full endorsement to the ending of segregation and enfranchising the black vote.

Yeah, there we go. Setting them up for success before I beat the shit out of everyone in Europe.

AN:

He did it. He ended racism.

[I haven't read any of this since I wrote it at the start of the month lmao.]

[Maybe I ended this arc too soon.]