A Dying Nation: The Ayakkayolian Empire

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From the Journal of Eusebios Attitkos, August 27th 1132 VTE

It's been 40 years since our nation was subjugated to hellfire. When the false harlot Lumiea and Yureia betrayed our lands for those unspeakable wretches of the south. When the southerners invaded and sat on the Aetherian Throne, declaring themselves the masters of all of our lands and declaring our gods false in the names of Lumiea and Yureia. When the vultures from Pyon came to plunder us under vile mechanisms of their goddess and Lumeia. By the divines damn them all!

Even in our ultimate triumph with the help of the Tsukinobe, we still are left in shambles, and I fear we will never recover from those cursed times! Even as I speak this very day, we have seen another goddess yet fall, Menace, to the vile schemes of our enemies and the barbarians from the sea. The Treaty of Westphasia formally ended the war, but not our fighting. We have told the Tsukinobe repeatedly of this, but they can help little but send supplies and put pressure on Syndeoneia to stop them for a while. And they have no power over the bastards from Pyon.

What is left of our once great empire but plague, slavery and death!?! Not even our Emperor can do anything, after all, we have no money to even repel bandits anymore! By the gods, I pray we will escape from this hell hole. I pray that our only friends, even if they are shaky at best, in Tsukinode will save us. I pray that this land will either be revived or cursed so that no man may ever lay claim to her ever again. May the soil yield no crops, the mines run dry and the land turn into a desert! Damn Lumiea, damn Kiki, damn the schizos and damn Syndeoneia.

May they be forever curse,

E. Attikos