The year was 1296. 97 percent of the citizens of Westerne Bricshtopia had been slaving in the monotonous Iron Ore mines of the Iron Empire, as it was called, for nearly 10 years. It was called the Iron Empire for various reasons, not the least of which being the Iron business had taken over the Brichstopian government, increased taxes and ruined the country’s economy. It was a society ruled by greed, wickedness and hundreds of billionaire landowners literally basking in the glow of trillions upon trillions of bills, coins and gold dusts. The Iron Ore business was just booming, imports and exports moving so fast in and out of Brichstopia, the various secretaries and money-counters had lost track of the amount of money being made, but it seemed the Empire was just rolling in it.
However, the same could not be said for the Iron Ore miners. Lacking adequate food, water and sleep in the deep, dark mines, the miners worked onward and onward, until, it is said, they tunneled so deep that they dug underneath the borders of Brichstopia and under the wilderlands beyond. Disheartened, bedraggled and bone-weary, the miners dug onward and downward into the deep dark depths of the Brichstopian underworld, until one day, one day, an event happened that would turn the destinies of millions to better, or worse. A war was coming. A big war. A war that would determine the historie of Brichstopia, and all that lived there.......
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~Oreo