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A beach that has endured the thrashing of great winds appears. With palm fronds carelessly scattered about the ground, one can not help but wonder what this place is. It is not the place that was before, nor is it the place it was to be. The cool breeze whispers through the air, an utter paradox to the seemingly hand-painted portrait of destruction that lies here. Without a hint or a warning, a hundred men bearing a mysterious likeness to an elite, para-military force intrude on the desolate, yet somehow peaceful scene. Wielding M-60 assault rifles, the troops encircle you suddenly. A sigh finds its way out of your lips, out of lips of the last man with power; the last heir to the mighty throne. Hands thrown up, you reach, struggle, grab for the last remnant of glory, freedom, and prosperity that you can manage. The blistered left hand can be felt roaming down the bleeding right leg. Click; it's loaded. Brazenly, you try: let what father did not be in vain. They fire; it's over. A crash is heard; a sound that can be nothing but solid gold falling to the ground. Grasping on to the last few seconds of life, cheers can be heard. Gaining distance from the scene as you travel down the cosmic tunnel, the screams and cheers echo, bearing a pain that can not be cured by death. The physical pains slowly slip away as that coast that you once knew, that you once owned, that you once commanded, falls farther away. A blink, and it's done. The men cheer, the women hoot and wail, the children sleep. Destiny has been changed, fate commanded. With the crunch of the man's cheekbone as a steel-toed boot crashes against it, they hoist Nicholaas above their heads with cheer. "Our president," they say. "Death to the king, life to democracy." [Welcome to a new land, a land free of the constraints of common life. This land thrives with the curiosity and power of newfound freedom. Finally having overthrown their oppressive king, the last remaining heir to the Kingdom of Belembourg, the citizens have established a democracy fashioned after that of the United States. They've adopted a parliamentary democracy, elected a President, and have honored the cabinet of advisors that he chose. The Republic of Telize has been formed.]
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