History of the Glorious Golden Empire part 1

Many see the desert we live in to be a hostel, dangerous, and all together unpleasant place to be. That is until the 4 great leaders saw these barren lands and began rebuilding it, shaping the harsh landscape to their image. Each a brother, each bringing their own people and ideals with them. It was by the industrialism of the 2nd brother, the fugal mind of the 3rd brother, the winning nature of the 1st brother, and the actions of the 4th that turned 3 roaming nomadic tribes to make our glorious Empire. It was said the brothers were the sons of gods, or gods themselves though none would claim the title but each embraces an old god as their patriarch. It was by their combined approach to the building of the city itself, the way of life, and the mindset of how it would grow that we have survived. Each generation, in honor of the brother, takes their name and their god upon ascending to their particular throne.

It is the hope of this almanac to teach the young of our roots and the building of a small town to a thriving Empire that spans known land. So they may have an appreshashion of our culture. To foster this, it is not learned by forces in any field other than the leadership. But the knowledge will be open for all to learn, and cherish.

The youngest brother was Alex Empire, the mad priest. He is the founder of our Faith. Long before the gods of feast, love, war, mind, death, and life were common in these lands Alex Empire preached these to the people. This faith was not strange for the time, polytheism was commonplace but this new interpretation was spat on. As such he and his followers tended to stick to the deserts and the wintery mountains to keep from the common people. We all know that faith is free in our society but that was not so in the time before, Alex taught that. He believed that his gods cared for humans but in the same way humans cared for each other. With indifference in times of calm, pity in times of hardship, and hate in times of prosperity unless the gods were friends then they too would revel in your joy. All religions are welcome in the empire because the gods are indifferent to the minorities, as long as the capital of the empire believes then the gods will be on our side. Alex was by the standards of his time a wretch. He took women to bed freely, drank to much, ate to much, and enjoyed life to much. He encouraged others to seek happiness, if that ment working hard to make something of yourself they work hard become great, if happiness came to you at the bottom of a bottle and in the local whore house then go fritter way your meager pennies on wine and take to bed as many women as you can. DONT EVER do one to get  the other, working hard to find peace is a false dream, hiding your failings in wine and women is a false joy. Follow your passion and you will find joy in it. You may die young, but what point to life is there to living a life you should rather than one that ment something to you. His teachings gave ambitious men space among his church and lazy men joy as his flock. It is the ambition and laziness of Alex that gave our land leaders who will work hard to get far in life and citizens loyal though all hardships.

The middle child was Robert, RAGE CAGE, Empire. Robert from now on to be referred to as Rage, was by all history texts before the empire, nothing more than a bandit king. He was ruthless, war hungry, bloodthirsty, killer. He had amassed an army under his massive frame by overpowering, killing, or by inspiring. As dangerous as he was he was honorable by nature, he preferred attacking other bandit camps than fighting cities with innocent people. Rape, a common practice in bandits and even armies of the time was rewarded with a personal fight to the death with Rage himself. None survived a one on one fight with the beast of a man that Rage was. His towering figure and destroyed anything who stood against him, his death finally came late in his life old and grayed with years stayed off an invasion of the empires gates from beyond the border of known land at the time. He fell defending the gates in his advanced age but held them off long enough to allow the gate guards to rally around his broken body and defeat the alien foe. This was not the first time his blood was spilt for his people, there are fantastic stories upon Rage of his unbelievable heroism from him facing alone to save the village of his bride from an armada of pirates to facing down a fleet of dragons with only his own hands as weapons. Few believe the stories but none can deny that his form, kind nature, and terrifying power could inspire armies to lay down their arms and side with him. Our army still holds the beliefs of Rage at it's heart, create a terrifying destructive force and use it to slay with the worst pain imaginable those who would harm those who couldn't' defend themselves.

The eldest brother Derrick, Darkside, Empire was the wisest and most unloved brother. While Alex brought people willing to be citizens and leaders, and Rage brought a force that could easily be a mastered army Darkside brought nothing but money and influence. He was a skilled in anything to do with the mind, he had been brought on to work with anyone who who could afford him. It was said he was payed by anyone from bandits, the sorcerer Dante, the vampire Nocturn, the demon Glorm, and the last king and most evil king before the Rain Queendom began. Nearly anyone in power had at one time or another offered a favor, or high amounts of gold to obtain the service of the cold hearted Darkside. He cared little for life, cared less for those that hired him but practically worshipped the bottom line. If he was hired then the bottom line would be met, at any cost. In the beginning of our empire, it suffered Darkside's blind notions of the bottom line over the citizens but after he was deposed as the soul leader of the Empire for a unified 3 leader system it is that same obsession with what must be done that kept the wild desires of Alex and the furious temper of Rage in line. Alone he was a cruel leader but now his legacy is the voice of reason. In a world of wild desire and destruction that the empire praises it is the logical 3rd leader that keeps the madness rained in to keep us from going to far.

The 4th brother is an honorary title. It is not even a living being but an idea that brought the brothers to the desert, united them to one cause, brought down Darkside as the soul leader, and brought honor to each of the brothers in their last moments. The forth brother is death. This history will follow how death pushed each brother to each other and a young nation to grow and honor them. Death, the forth brother the last and most important brother.