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Falling Stardust

To protect my family, I became a Devil. To protect my people, I became a God. In Semeria, the war for cultivation resources is as old as time and as constant as the rising and of the sun. Even in the Abandoned Region, where the energy was so poor and polluted that one wouldn’t send their worst enemy there, had endless conflicts for resources. Humans had been living in this nightmare made a reality, fighting over what anyone else on the continent would consider crumbs for millions of years. Enter Xasha, husband, father, patriarch, Genius, artificer, creationist, and leader of the Falling Stardust Trading Company, who learns the truth of the world from three remnant souls he met on a journey. Having learned they had been living like frogs in a well. Humanity reluctantly united under Xasha’s rule and sets off. Determined to rise from their standing and one day ruling the entire continent. Xasha soon realizes their strength, even combined, was the weakest on the continent. To become stronger, they needed better resources. But all the lands had landlords and all the resources had owners. He could not turn back, they could not give up. He had a person to elevate, a family to care for, and a daughter who had a powerful and mysterious entity eyeing her from afar, to protect. In order to achieve any of his goals, any of humanity's goals. Those landlords had to die, their people had to be pillaged, and their lands had to be plundered. He inadvertently fell into the cycle. According to the Laws of cultivation. Law of Cultivation: To cultivate: acquire and retain resources. To acquire resources: plunder and pillage. To retain resources: Leave none Alive.

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The people around the room nodded, as that sounded exactly like the beastmen provinces. It was more surprising that the other two beastmen provinces joined.

"It's been almost ten years since you've developed and distributed the breathing techniques and other mana manipulation methods. During this time, it has found its way to every corner of the continent and is solely responsible for the increased strength of Henosis. Even with this, have we not bought enough goodwill from the Henosis member states? Are their greed so strong that they will disregard even this?" Gin spoke in disbelief.

Xasha chuckled sarcastically, "it was twisted to say that we shared those techniques because we had to. We only released them early so we would have the member states owe us a debt. One that we will come knocking to collect soon. With that being the case, I didn't even dare to bring that up to invoke any form of goodwill as that would have backfired ."

"Ungrateful fools," Wanton commented.

"Well..." Xasha was speechless. He wasn't expecting his council to use this occasion to vent their emotional frustrations rather than think critically about the situation. He could hardly blame them as he understood this was human nature and rebuking them now would only gain their ire.

"How about we form a joint army and take over territories one at a time as a joint Henosis Amry of sorts? We have been doing joint training for the past 15 years. Is this not a situation that we have been preparing for?" Dana asked.

"Yes, that was suggested, of course, but we could not decide which province would have their territory colonized first. Tensions ran high and negotiations broke down pretty quickly after that. It got to a point where people were trying to buy their places in line. Fitzroy had to shut the entire thing down." Xasha took a seat and sighed. These responses disappointed him.

"What if we scale back the operation? Instead of an entire Henosis Army. How about we create joint armies with two or three provinces each? Provinces who get along can join hands and everyone can build their outpost sooner, as each group would only have to wait a few years to build their outpost instead of decades or centuries with the original joint army proposal," Davene suggested.

Xasha got up from his seat, his eyes sparkling, "this, now this is an idea I can get behind. While it may not be enough to ease all of our problems, it will decrease the chances of them being overpowered and overwhelmed."

A small smile etched itself on the council member's lips. Xara slid down in her seat. "That is a start, but it will not help. The only two things that can solve this problem are for the provinces to not enter the wilderness recklessly or for them to be more powerful than whatever enemy they may face."

"And how are we going to do that?" Asked Xander helplessly.

"Time, and knowledge," Stephen voiced absentmindedly.

"Stephen, you're right, you're absolutely right. We need to delay the invasion of the wilderness for some years and have the members states use that time to get stronger. However, the longer that takes, the more impatient they will get. As for knowledge, a few of the bigger provinces need to enter the wilderness and gauge the strength of those on the other side. With this, we can set a benchmark for the other powers, "If they are not this strong enough, they cannot enter the wilderness unless they are accompanying a member state who is qualified," I believe this will solve all our problems." Boman proposed.

Xasha sat down again, in deep thought. "The member states may never go for it. They are impatient as it is and asking them to hold off for however number of years is impossible. Moreover, the qualification for powers to enter the wilderness is also a hard sell. It means more rules, and if it's one thing those guys hate, it's more rules. Trying to enforce this may cause Henosis to break apart."

Frowns replaced the relaxed smiles. This problem was a thorny one. It was no wonder Fitzroy ended the Reverie early and had everyone head home before a war broke out. "A mountain with two tigers can never be a unified one and a mountain will over four thousand tigers is Chaos," Bilimo uttered in a gruff voice. He seemed to have aged several years throughout the course of the meeting.

"I think we should also call a pre-mature end to this meeting so everyone may go over ideas with a clear head. We will reconvene in three days to look upon this problem once more with fresh eyes." Bilimo sounded tired. Everyone nodded in agreement, then turned to their chairperson, who had a frown on her scarred face.

"Bil is correct. Let us reconvene at sunset in three days. I adjourn this meeting." Verra didn't leave the room after giving the order. She remained in her seat with a thoughtful expression. The entire council mirrored her expression. This might be the greatest challenge faced by the west coast in its history and its solution wouldn't come easily.

"I have a suggestion, "a voice sounding almost like a whisper broke the silence. The sound of furniture cracking and clothes ruffing followed as everyone turned their attention to the unusually tall, dark-skinned young man. His blue hair still had small bolts of lightning jumping from strand to strand and his stern face betrayed his docile demeanor.

"Stormy, why are you- I mean Alexi, you are a member of this council now, you should speak your mind as you see fit. No need to be so reserved here," Xasha reassured him with an encouraging smile. Alexi had reason to be nervous, forget that it was his first day, but throughout the meeting, the council members had been throwing him peculiar glances.

The council members also had good reason for their gazes. Forget the fact that he passed all one hundred trails and his being titled as Lithuania's most accomplished mage at his age. When they looked at him, the crowd could only see the Xasha's pet Storm Dragon flying around with his harem, showering them with mana rain. Ten years ago, the happy-go-lucky Stormy broke through the Thorium Realm, and this handsome yet stoic young man took its place.

Stormy wasn't an inappropriate name for a young man such as himself, so Ari took it upon herself to name him Alexi Von Creig.