While Kela's delegation negotiated with the Sky Dragon Empire, the Earth Alliance—nations once chanting "democracy and peace"—frantically prepared to back their envoys on Dragon Star.
In a lavish Western Hemisphere villa, alliance representatives gathered. Their anxious expressions betrayed their tension. They weren't dealing with the old, peace-loving nation but the universe's supreme military superpower. Nogou Junichirou, Japan's representative, fawned sleazily on his former master, America's Maoshite. "It's been half a month. Shouldn't we hit them hard to show we won't yield?"
Maoshite sighed inwardly, shooting Nogou a disdainful glance. Idiot. Think this is the old days? Same Eastern stock, yet the Chinese—now the Hua Clan—are unstoppable, while you yap like a cur. Aptly named 'wild dog.' As a "staunch" ally, he held his tongue. Hesitantly, he said, "Things aren't clear. If we act and achieve our goal but spark trouble, it'll backfire. Caution's best."
Nogou, displeased, retorted, "Afraid? Back when our Kwantung Army of thousands routed their millions, we ruled. Maoshite-san, our samurai—past and present—are unmatched." He smirked, thinking, With our Chinese-like looks, a few more SARS outbreaks'll do. He chuckled aloud.
Maoshite knew his ally's ilk. Nogou's insolence stung, especially as other allies sneered. Even the refined Maoshite snapped. Great America may not be tops now, but we're leagues above you. Without us, you'd be red dust. America's dignity won't be mocked!
With a whoosh, Maoshite stood, jabbing a finger at Nogou. "Think we fear them? Would we act if we did?!"
Nogou, realizing he'd bruised his boss's ego, froze. Other allies rushed to separate them. Free drama was tempting, but not now. None here were fools; they knew the stakes.
The two sat, Maoshite's face still flushed with rage.
"Gentlemen, let's prepare patiently," said France's Zhamu, pausing to gauge reactions. Seeing curious looks, he continued, "Per Nogou's idea, we launch all possible measures in mainland China. If talks succeed, fine. If not, heh." His final chuckle's meaning was clear. Nogou, thrilled his plan was adopted, forgot his earlier spat.
Maoshite pondered Zhamu's proposal. Not bad. Standing, he addressed the allies, "Let's follow Zhamu's plan." As they left, he thought, Hope this works.
In the Sky Dragon Empire's hall, Kela stared at the legendary man on the throne, speechless, mind blank. Wasn't Makino Feitian retired? Meeting Feitian was thrilling yet agonizing. They'd timed talks for Feitian's absence, banking on a young emperor's inexperience for gains. Now, those hopes crumbled. God, why me? Save your pitiful child! Despair darkened the hall's splendor. (God: "Save you? Who saves me from that monster?")
Feitian, not using mind-reading magic, studied the five with curiosity. Kela's vivid expressions amused him—human faces could be so colorful.
"State your terms," Feitian said, his calm voice carrying an undeniable command.
"Uh—Honored Holy Emperor Feitian, we're thrilled to meet you. We seek the right and freedom to enter space, to soar across the cosmos like your great people," Kela said.
Feitian smiled. "Envoy, you're mistaken. We've never blocked your space access. If you're capable, go anytime. As for freedom, you know your lives are unchanged. In fact, we've shielded you from cosmic invasions. Could you fend off spacefaring nations? Your request targets the wrong party."
Frustration gripped Kela's group. Feitian's words rang true, but the empire controlled spaceship materials, with companies in every nation. Earth lacked resources to build—a chef without rice. As for protection, Kela scoffed inwardly. If you hadn't invaded, would others bother? Yet, he knew the truth: might made right. The strongest fist ruled.
Regrouping, Kela bowed. "My words were unclear. We simply wish to enter the cosmos like others." He awaited Feitian's reply.
This envoy's sharp, Feitian thought, offering a nod of approval.
Kela's group relaxed at the smile. "Your request isn't excessive," Feitian said. "But consider your tech level—it's beyond you. What's your offer? Nothing's free in this world."
Kela's fleeting goodwill vanished. The cosmos' invincible emperor haggles like a market vendor? If one word described their mood, "dizzy" fit best.
"What does Your Majesty require to grant our terms?" Kela deftly tossed the ball back.
"Think we'd let you go independent within our empire?" Feitian's tone turned domineering. Politeness was past; now, it was I'm the rogue, who fears me?
Kela, agitated, protested, "Your Majesty, that's unfair! Shouldn't you consult us?"
"Consult?" The hall erupted in laughter, as if hearing the universe's greatest joke. When it subsided, Feitian addressed the baffled five. "You know the cosmos seems peaceful but mirrors China's Warring States. A fledgling space nation like yours—how'd you resist invasion? Bluntly, you can't afford a fleet. Look long-term."
Kela's group reeled. The cosmos, so chaotic? They hadn't considered that the empire saw only the rosy side—strength deterred foes. With its might, the empire could crush all nations easily, but Feitian believed chaos bred longevity and trained successors, sparing some states.
"Your Majesty, this is grave. We'll report to the alliance and reply tomorrow," Kela said, needing time to strategize.
Back at the empire's guest hotel, Kela urgently contacted the alliance via communicator. The other end held key representatives. After his report, they relayed their decision: leverage favorable conditions. "This isn't human work," Kela muttered, wiping sweat post-call. Tomorrow decided success or ruin—hopefully not too dire.
"How'd you decide?" Feitian asked, though he'd intercepted their Earth communications.
"Your Majesty, our alliance's final decision: we won't join the Sky Dragon Empire, and you can't block our dealings with other cosmic nations." Kela's back was drenched in sweat.
Threatening me? We'll see. Feitian smirked inwardly. "Return tomorrow for our reply." He wouldn't break decorum yet—stabilize them, then deal.
At the hotel, Kela grew uneasy. Something's off. His heart raced. Grabbing the communicator, he heard only static. Realization hit: Feitian's ruthlessness outwitted them. What a disaster. His team was helpless.
Yesterday's call, with Nogou recklessly detailing plans, had reached Feitian's ears, igniting his fury.
Years later, details of the Sky Dragon Empire's talks with Earth's other races remained vague. People only knew these groups lived on a "beautiful" planet.
"Maoshite, that's our Great Japan's flower girl!" Nogou clutched a forty-year-old "maiden."
"Wild dog, you dare? Your dumb plan landed us here! Girls are for sharing!" Maoshite lunged at her.
As they brawled, another man dragged the woman off for "exercise." After Feitian's team eradicated the alliance's saboteurs in China, disposing of these nations stumped them. Killing billions was impractical; leaving them on Earth risked future trouble.
Feitian devised a solution: using divine powers, he relocated these nations to a newly crafted Sky Dragon planet. Women under forty and not pregnant were kept behind, leaving a dire female shortage—twenty men to one woman. Fights over women were routine. Women strutted with a dozen "suitors" as bodyguards. Maoshite and Nogou, confined to a valley, spotted a rare woman. For men starved of intimacy for years, her allure was irresistible.
Their cosmic dreams? Pure fantasy. Centuries later, empire students, led by the military, toured this planet. They were shocked: these "civilized" people had regressed to near-savages, barely Iron Age, in a matriarchal society. "History can reverse," students noted post-visit.
~The End~
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