Here is the second installment!

“Tensions Rising”

As the influence of the Magarian Republic spread out across the stars, new planets were colonized and survey ships created. It seemed as if the expansion was unstoppable, by this point the Republic of Magaria encompassed 10 planets. But, the best planet by far was Sokora, it was a class 17 on the planetary class system the scientist on Magaria had created. Funding was poured into the development of the colonies, and research was put into high gear.

Then the fateful day came, contact with the Drengin. Being thought of only as myth, it was quite a surprise when Lord Kona’s face showed up on the view screen. Atarmis barely got a word out before Kona spoke.
“Do you have any idea how lucky you are that we like you….currently? We are vastly more powerful than you!”
Before Atarmis could even get a word in Lord Kona cut transmission. He thought to himself, “well at least they like us currently, but I know that won’t last. We have no military to speak of and would be a very easy target for anybody.”
After speaking to the Magarian Advisory Council it was decided that the Drengin were a threat, and by making contact, were feeling out the Magarians as a potential enemy.

With the new threat from the Drengin, and the discovery of many other races, it was decided that funding into a military would need to begin. But this posed a problem due to fact that the Magarians were not a war-like people, they were peaceful, and had been focusing on the peaceful exploration of the galaxy. When compared to the Drengin, the Magarians were about equal. The Drengin had eleven planets and no military yet, and the Magarian had ten planets and no military yet.

Soon it became clear that the Drengin were not the only possible threat the Magarians faced. After contact with the Drengin, the Magarians made contact with the Yor and Korx, both evil and vile, and almost as bad as the Drengin. The worst thing about it was the Drengin, Yor, and Korx bordered the Magarians on the upper left hand corner of the galaxy, which made the Magarians and Humans easy targets for the evil races. Because of the growing threats, it was decided that relations with the Humans must be maintained in order to counter the growing threat from the dark side of the galaxy. It also became known that the Drengin by this time were already beginning to draw there plans against the good of the galaxy, and had begun to build new attack vessels.

With the discovery of all the races in the galaxy, and the end of the colonization of the habitable planets, the stage was set for the rising of tensions between the ten powers of the galaxy. It was dramatic how quickly the tensions did rise, and of course it was the Drengin whose threats really made the other powers of the galaxy wary of them. In the middle of the year 2225 (The Magarians adopted the Human’s year system) the Drengin made their strongest threat against the Magarian Republic.

“Your civilization is too poor to pay us enough to allow you to continue to exist. Therefore we ask that you hand over some of your technology. In exchange, we will let you live.” Lord Kona belted through the view screen at Atarmis.
Atarmis shot back, “You have no right to demand money and technology from us, we are not your servants, and will never give into your extortions.”
Atarmis then shut down the view screen, disgusted, but knew that the Drengin would be coming, and preparations needed to be made quickly. The rejection of the Drengin demands quickly soured what little relations the Magarians and the Drengin had. The Magarian Congress, quickly passed legislation authorizing more funding for military vessels and technology.

The growing threat from the evil races of the galaxy, began to take there moral toll on the Magarian people. They had never, for over a millennia, experienced such threats and could not comprehend how such intelligent beings could be so evil. For so long they had been told to reach for the stars, and it was the dream of generations of Magarians be amongst the stars. But now, those stars that they reached for suddenly did not shine so bright, they had lost their glorious appeal. With the discovery of evil in the galaxy, a movement began. The movement, so dismayed by the evil presence in the galaxy, decided to make it there goal to rid the galaxy of evil, and bring the galaxy to goodness.

At the close of the year 2225, another threat came, and this time it was not the Drengin! The Yor, seeing how the Drengin threatened the Magarian, decided to give a try at it. Suddenly appearing on the Atarmis’s view screen was N-1, demanding money
“Fleshling, we have no use for carbon-based life forums such as you. Transfer 1148bc of your treasury to us or face the consequences.”
Atarmis growing tired of threats calmly replied, “Go to hell,” and closed the view screen.
Prime Minister Atarmis decided it was time to consult the Magarian Advisory Council again, and discuss a plan for the defense of Magaria and her Colonies.
“I am growing tired of these threats, is there nothing we can do, maybe the UP can do something?” stated Atarmis.
“The UP is worthless, they could not pass a resolution like that. The only thing I believe we can do is accelerate our military construction plans, that is are only hope.” Chief Advisor Remir replied.
“Fine that is what we will do for now, but we must somehow seek some support from the other empires, they may be the only ones that can help us.” Atarmis said, exiting the Council.

With the beginning of the year 2226, it seemed as if war may be imminent, tensions are rising between the evil races and the Magarian Republic, and the other races are turning a blind eye. Discontent is also rising among the people, because their perfect picture of the galaxy is beginning crumble away. What no one knows is if the Drengin or the Yor will attack, or are the threats all for show. With 2226 unfolding, the Magarian people can only hope their worlds will survive the year.

Here is the third installment for your enjoyment.   

“The Conflict Begins”

Finally in March of 2226, the Magarians first warship was launched. It was not that powerful, but it had strong defenses, capable of withstanding a Drengin heavy fighter. The RMS Eros, as it was called, was ordered into orbit around Magaria. Prime Minister Atarmis then began his search for an excellent captain, to lead the growing Magarian fleet. The one person Atarmis could think of, was the one person most in the Republic would rather see dead. Former Minister of the planet Togura, Arlin was an eccentric rebel, who led the colonization of the Togura, but quickly let power go to his head, and was quickly removed from his post. Atarmis believed he may be the only one that could create an effective strategy against the growing threats from the Yor and Drengin. Since most of the Magarians despised war, and hardly knew what it even was, Arlin may be the only creative enough person to tackle the job.

Now came the hard task of getting the Congress to approve of such a radical appointee, but Atarmis knew even if the Congress refused he would have to approve him anyway, no one else but Arlin would do for the job.
“You have to be joking Prime Minister Atarmis! You can not appoint such a radical person, such as Arlin, to command such powerful ships. It is reckless and out of line for someone of your authority, and I will not standby while you hand our defenses over to a nut!” Representative Karcus of Tilmar shouted lividly.
Atarmis responded, “I am not appointing a nut for the job, I believe he is the only one capable of coming up with an effective strategy against the growing threats. It is his eccentric behavior that makes him so qualified, and I intend to appoint him rather you like it our not!”

So with the Congress just barely approving of the nomination of Arlin as commander of the Magarian fleet, Atarmis presented the RMS Eros to Arlin. Arlin having visited the Human home world Earth, began borrowing some of the military knowledge from their past wars to formulate a plan that would defend Magaria and her colonies form the growing threat of the vile Drengin and Yor.

By may of 2226, the Drengin once again showed their ugly face, and demanded more money. Atarmis was in no mood for Drengin threats, and was of course angered to find out that Drengin ships were moving toward the Magarian border.
Lord Kona shouted though the view screen, “We are debating whether it is best to enslave your kind or exterminate you. If you would like to delay our final decision, provide us with 1798BC!”
“I will not do such a thing!” Atarmis responded. “We don’t have that kind of money to hand out to you, and we will never give into you extortions.”
“You will never live to regret this!” Lord Kona shouted as Atarmis ceased communications.
Something has to be done about the Drengin, they are growing more and more impulsive and their military outnumbers ours 3 to 1, Atarmis thought to himself. It was decided that a new ship needed to be built to counter the growing strength of the Drengin fleet. A new ship called the RMS Antares was designed and built, specifically for the destruction of Drengin ships.

When the RMS Antares was launched it was spectacular, it was the largest vessel the Magarian people had ever seen, and it was one of the strongest capital warships in the sector. Immediately, production the Antares class ships was ordered at every available star port. The RMS Antares quickly became the head of the Magarian fleet, and Arlin could not have been more thrilled to captain the largest ship in the sector. With the Eros and Antares class ships, multiple fleets were assembled and moved to strategic spots for maximum defense.

Even with the new Anrares class ships, the Dengin fleet still was more powerful than that of the Magarians. It seemed though, that the ships were enough to quiet them down a bit, because after the last threat the Drengin have been relatively quiet. Throughout the rest of the year 2226 the galaxy became a fairly quiet place. Of course there were threats thrown around, but nothing ever seemed to come of them, this quiet period allowed for the build up of Magarian fleets. The one thing no one knew was how long this peace would last, or if the Drengin or the Yor were continuing to draw their plans against the Magarians.

After the second meeting of the UP, the Council tried to punish the Drengin for their atrocities against the native population of their planets, but it failed. It seemed as if no one was able to stand up the Drengin. Then in the first week of 2227, tensions between some empires began to erupt. The most threatening to the Magarian was the conflict that erupted toward their lower border between the Drath Legion and Korx. The Magarians could only hope that the conflict would not spill over into there space.

Then the fateful day came, the day that all Magarians feared, the 22 of January 2227, the Drengin declared war! Panic immediately erupted across the Republic, and a fleets were ordered to the border to prepare for conflict. The only thing that Atarmis knew for sure was that the Drengin’s wrath would be immediate and ruthless. Arlin quickly began to draw up counter measures, that could be used against the Drengin fleets. The one good thing was that there was still time to mobilize, because the same day the Drengin declared war on the Magarians, the Paulos were also attacked by them. With the Paulos being between the Magarian Republic and the Drengin, Alrin assumed that they would be the first target. The only thing the Magarians could due was pray that they would be able to hold out against the Drengin fleets.

Atarmis contacted Arlin, and said, “Good luck and do not let the bastard Drengin through our defensive lines, you are our only hope.”
“I will not let you down Prime Minister Atarmis, I will not let a single Drengin through our lines!” Replied Arlin. “The Drengin will not survive the day they attacked our glorious ships”
“Good luck, and good hunting,” Atarmis said as the transmission ceased.

Now the question was how long can the Magarains hold out against the might of the Drengin Empire, or will they fall.

The fourth installment, this one is full of action. Feel free to comment, I would appreciate any input.

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“The First Shots”

“Atarmis! Atarmis!” screamed the page running into Prime Minister Atarmis’s office.
“what’s the problem?” Atarmis curiously asked
The page responded, “A report just came in from on of our sensor ships, the RMS Artourus. They have spotted Drengin fleets only a sector away from our border, and they are quickly heading our way!”
“Thanks for the information” Atarmis said.

With the Drengin fleets spotted and heading for the Magarian border, the fleets were moved to intersect were the anticipated invasion point would be. Panic quickly over swept the two border worlds, Sokora and Caspia, and defensive fleets were ordered into orbit. On the 22 of February another report came in from a scout ship. They reported that the Drengin were at the border, but contact was lost before anything else was learned.

On the 8 of March it was learned that the Paulos had been defeated, and surrendered to the Drengin. Now the Drengin were clearly focused on the conquest of the Magarian Republic, and the first battle between the Magarian and Drengin fleets took place. The first fight was between the Magarian fleet 100 and the Drengin fleet 74, and it was an ugly fight.

“We are taking heavy damage!” Fleet 100 commander Uvork shouted into the com.
“There are four enemy ships, and they are targeting their lasers at us!” I don’t know how long we can hold out!”
Arlin radioed back. “We are on our way, try to hold out. Of what type are the Drengin ships?”
“They are all four Drengin Frigates, and we have already lost one Antares class ship!” Uvork franticly shouted back.
“Hold on! can you hear me! Uvork, what is your status, please respond!” Arlin said.
Uvork responded “We are taking major damage, our shields our down!” Then there was a horrible sound, BOOM! “We’re breaking up, we’re break….! The com system went silent.
“Respond Commander Uvork, respond Uvork! What is your status! Uvork!” Arlin screamed, trying all signals.

It was of no use, Magarian Fleet 100 had been destroyed., and the Drengin fleet continued on their way toward the planet Altura. But before Drengin fleet 74 could reach Altura, the Magarian Head Fleet, commanded by Arlin, intercepted them.

“Dead ahead! Engage the Drengin fleet, and take them out!” Arlin powerfully said.
“Take out the two flaking Drengin Frigates, and target there weapons!”
The three Antares class ships targeted their plasma weaponry at the two flaking Drengin Frigates, and took them out. With two Drengin ships down, only one remained, but the Drengin were able to take out one of the Antares ships.
“Hold steady and target the head ship! Don’t let them get their shields up! Yes, we got them! Arlin triumphantly proclaimed.

The victory at Altrua, was the first victory for the Magarian Republic, but that was only the Drengin’s first wave, more were surly to come. With no more Drengin ships spotted in Magarian territory, the Magarian fleets reestablished their defensive line. On the 15 of March two more fleets of Drengin warships and Frigates were spotted at the border, and the Magarian fleets were order to intercept them.

On the same day as the report of the new Drengin fleets heading toward the Magarian border, an unexpected transmission came in to Prime Minister Atarmis.
Lord Vega of the Arcean Empire smugly proclaimed “To aid you in your struggle against the Drengin, we present you with some of our finest ships.”
“Thanks for this unexpected gift, I had no idea you knew of our troubles, I’m afraid there is no way we can currently repay you!”
Lord Vega responded. “No worry the Drengin are our enemy too, if you don’t stop them, they will come after us next.”
“Well thank you, we can use all the support we can get!” Atarmis said as he closed transmission.

When Prime Minister Atarmis thought the war could not get any worse, a devastating message came across his view screen. The message read, “We declare war.” The vile Yor had decided to join with the Drengin and declare war on the Magarian Republic. Atarmis thought, how can we hold up against the Yor and the Drengin, there must be a diplomatic solution to this problem. Then if finally struck him, pay the Acrean to attack the Yor, that would hold them off and hopefully allow the Magarian to defeat the Drengin Empire. After careful negotiations, the Acreans accepted a payment of 2100bc and some technology, and then, on the 22 of March, declared war on the Yor.

With the Acreans attacking the Yor, Commander Arlin order his fleet to engage the enemy Drengin fleet, and destroy them before they could make another run at Altura.

With the Magarian at war with the Drengin and the Yor, will they be able to hold out? Also with the Acreans finally in the war on the Magarian’s side, will they help bring victory?

Thanks, the next installment should be out tonight! This is actually turning into a great game, and it is really fun making a story out of it. The AI is really playing into the plot I had in mind extremely well. Well, got to get back to playing and typing!   

This is an awesome read... Keep up the good work, I hope that the Magarians win:)

Here is the seventh installment of the Republic of Magaria! Any comments would be appreciated.   

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“Darkness Rising”

With the conquest of Paulos, attention then turned to the Drengin world Betelgeuse, the class 30 jewel of the galaxy. It was thought for sure the taking of this planet would severely cripple the Drengin economy. Back on Magaria word had reached Prime Minister Atarmis of the victory at the Battle of Paulos, he hoped it marked a turning point in the war. For now though the war continued, and preparations for a major offensive began, with the goal of taking Betelgeuse. From what the Magarian intelligence have gathered, the Drengin are trying to regroup, and have designed a new battleship, specifically designed to counter Magarian ships.

With new plans drawn, time was of the essence to strike while the Drengin were disorganized, and Commander Arlin was ordered to engage the enemy fleets blocking the path to Betelgeuse. But what no one anticipated was the offensive plans weakness, it left the Magarian core worlds lightly defended, and the Yor took notice. The Yor swept in with a vengeance greater than that of the Drengin, and they struck hard. The Yor fleet, 127, engaged Magarian Fleet 129 commanded by Captain Serti.

“To any ships in range, we are under attack by the Yor! We are under attack, someone please respond!” Captain Serti broadcasted.
“They have taken out one of our ships, we need assistance, someone please respond!”
“This is Captain Brini of the Altura defense force, we are coming to your aid, standby for instructions.”
Serti responded, “Thank you, we are taking heavy damage, but can hold out till you get here.”
“Engaging the Yor attack fleet,” Brini reported.
“Happy for you to finally make to the fight Brini, together we can take them out!”
“You think I would let you have all the fun, I think not, you got to share some of the action.” Brini jokingly said.
“Lets take these bastards out!” Serti shouted.
With the combined forces of Captain Brini and Serti, Yor fleet 127 was taken out, but more had appeared in sensor range.

Meanwhile back in Drengin territory, Commander Arlin and Captain Wasad prepared to engage the Drengin fleet between Paulos and Betelgeuse.
Commander Arlin reported, “preparing to engage the Drengin fleet, lets take them out!”
“Right behind Arlin, preparing to engage the second Drengin fleet!” Wasad answered.
Arlin proudly reported, “we have taken out Drengin fleet 18, what is your status Wasad?”
“Engaging them now, and having no difficulties,” said Wasad.
“Great Wasad, we are preparing to continue on to Betelgeuse, join us when you finish up mopping the Drengin ships.”
“Almost finished, and see you at Betelgeuse!” Wasad replied.
With the remaining Drengin fleets between Paulos and Betelgeuse destroyed, the path was now clear for the Magarian fleets.

Back on Magaria, the Congress approved the construction of a new large capital ship, the RMS Otarus. One thing the war with the Drengin and Yor had brought to the people of Magaria, other than panic, was abundant wealth. Some in Congress, especially those with ties to the ship construction industry, were growing more concerned with the growing victories of the Magarian fleets. They feared that when the war ended their wealth would dry up, and so began a growing movement to secretly try to prolong the war with the Drengin and Yor.

Then in mid June of 2227, the Yor struck again, it was Captain Serti’s fleet 129, that received the first attack.
“This is Captain Serti, of fleet 129, and we are under attack by the Yor, and have already received major damage, we are in urgent need of assistance!”
“Serti can you hear me, this is Brini, we are coming to your aid…again, what is your status?”
“We are taking major damage and shields are barely holding!” Serti responded.
“Ok, tracking enemy ships and firing… There we go the Yor are destroyed! Getting tired of having us save your rear?”
“Thanks Brini, I was giving this area of patrol with the understanding this was suppose to be a relatively quiet area, boy was that wrong!”

Back on the Drengin side, Arlin and Wasad’s forces engaged the enemy in orbit around Betelgeuse. The Drengin struck back hard, trying to defend the jewel of the Drengin Empire, but it was of no avail. The entire Drengin fleet in orbit around Betelgeuse was decimated, and the way was now clear for Wasad to lead, once again, the Magarian ground forces.

“Ready to disembark for the planet’s surface Captain Wasad?”
“Everything is ready to go, we will be heading for the surface, in the next few moments. Be prepared to cover us, in case of enemy fire form the surface of the planet, you never know what the Drengin have up their sleeve.” Underlying the confidence that Wasad showed, was a feeling of dread. It was the dread of experiencing again the chaos that he saw at the Battle of Paulos. He knew though that the Drengin had to be stopped, and he hoped that this will to push on, would keep him going. So Wasad and his force of three billion troops, disembarked for the planet’s surface, not knowing what to expect.

With the Drengin seeming close to defeat, will Captain Wasad be able to pull of another successful invasion of a planet? Will the Yor begin to over run the lower border of the Magarian Republic? Only time will tell.

Here are some screen shots that will hopefully help with visualiziing where things are taking place!

This is the Magarian's home system, as it is after the sixth installment.



EDIT: I seem to be having troubles getting thumbnails

Here is the Seventh installment, and things are turning ugly. I hope you enjoy!   

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“The Shattering Galaxy”

Pushing down through the atmosphere of the planet Betelgeuse, Captain Wasad encountered heavy fire, and asked for assistance.
“Commander Arlin, target those plasma guns targeting our ships!”
“Preparing for a bombardment of the planet’s surface! Arlin replied.
“Thanks, that is taking some of the pressure off of us, we are preparing to land east of the planet’s capital. Hopefully the Drengin will not be expecting us there.”
“Sounds good, just beware of the possible land mines strung around the outskirts of the city.”

With enemy fire from the planets surfaced cut off, Captain Wasad was able to land the main invasion fleet just outside the city. He then prepared the soldiers for engagement with the Drengin troops that had taken up defensive positions within the city. Taking lessons he had learned from the Battle of Paulos, he prepared for a fight to the last man standing. He also began to accept the possibility that this could be the deadliest fight of the war yet.

Wasad then gave the order, “Charge the city and show no mercy, for the Drengin will not show any! This is a fight for our very existence, make this the battle that history will never forget!”
With the troops now railed he knew there was now no going back, this would be the battle that would determine the future of the war.

The Magarian ground forces charged at the city, taking heavy fire from the Drengin, who were firing from buildings and anything else that provided some protection. Bit by bit the Drengin defense perimeter around the city collapsed, as Magarian forces streamed down the city streets. As lasers and projectiles rained down from the buildings above, many Magarians were killed, or taken out. The Battle for Betelgeuse quickly broke down into an urban war, one that the Magarians were barely prepared for. With firing coming form around every block, Wasad ordered a regrouping.
“We are falling back to a safer position until we can come up with a better plan to take the capital!”
“I have an idea, we are going to bombard the city directly, prepare for some major impacts!” Arlin shouted.
Wasad responded, “sounds good, bombard at will!”

Like the heavens opening up, and the blots of Zeus shooting down, the city trembled with the impact of planet destroying bombs. All Wasad could do was watch in amazement, as the city shook itself apart, and towering buildings came crashing down with deafening thunder. It was as if hell itself were devouring the city from below, and spewing it’s fires onto the land. When the city was completely leveled the Magarian forces again reentered the city. This time there was no resistance, only the rubble of a once great city, and the bodies of hundreds of thousands of Drengin, who were taken by surprise. With the Drengin resistance all but destroyed, the planet Betelgeuse fell to the mighty forces of the Magarian Republic.

Wasad reported, “victory is ours tonight, with the defeat of the Drengin on Betelgeuse, the rest the empire shall surly fall.”
“Agreed, at this point it is too late for the Drengin to mount an effective counterattack, they are too far beaten.” Replied Arlin.

Back on the battle front against the Yor, the combined fleets of Serti and Brini prepared to engage the Yor fleets before they penetrated any further into Magarian space.
Serti reported to Brini, “we are engaging the Yor fleet 59, be prepared to aid if need be, we are going in.”
“Understood and standing by!”
“The Yor are taking heavy fire, and appear to be breaking up, we are only sustaining minor damage.” Reported Serti.
“Then we will push on and engage Yor fleet 85, may they fall as easily as 59!” Brini shouted.
“Engaging the enemy fleet, looks like they weren’t expecting us so soon. Serti replied.
“They are going down as if they’re shields were of no use, wait they are of no use against us!” Brini jokingly said.
“Quit gloating, we should respect our enemies…maybe not!”

With the Drengin now in full retreat, and the Yor pushed back out of Magarian space, Atarmis now thought it safe to attend a ceremony of Sokora. On Sokora, Prime Minister Atarmis is to dedicate the opening of the Restaurant of Eternity, which promised to spread the influence of the Magarian Republic farther and wider.
“Isn’t it beautiful,” Atarmis said to his wife.
“It is lovely, I couldn’t imagine something more striking then this to spread the influence of the Republic.” Lividia admiralty said.
“It is one of the greatest achievements of my term, the least bloody anyway.” Atarmis responded back.
“The war is turning in our favor, all is well, history will not forget the name Atarmis. You will be remember for all of history to come, as the savior of the Magarian people.” Livida proudly said.
“I do hope you are right, so many have died, and there is still so much to do. How great will the loss of life be by the end of this conflict!”
Lividia calmly said, trying to encourage Atarmis. “Don’t worry everything will turn out right, the Magarian people are strong and will fight till the bitter end.”

Then just when things were starting to look up, the unthinkable happened. It was something no one had anticipated, or remotely thought would happen. The Terran Alliance declared war upon the Magarian Republic! Had they grown envious, or had they just gone mad, no one knew, but if it was a war they wanted, a war they would get. The only thing Atarmis could think of was how can the Magarians fight a war on three sides, a peace had to be made, but with who. In the meanwhile, the Altarians, who had been quiet for years, decided to come to the aid of the Magarians and declare war on the Humans. It then became clear to Atarmis, the war with the Drengin must end.

With the galaxy crumbling apart, and empires clashing, will the Magarian Republic survive? Will a peace be made with the Drengin? The answer will come soon!

Really really cool story, keep it up, looking forward to next installment:)

I'm glad everyone is enjoying this read! I'm having a lot of fun writing this, and having people actually like makes it all the better. How the game will turn out right now remains unlcear, there is a lot going on, and a lot could happen.

The eighth installment should be out sometime today!

Thanks,
AlexAtticus

Here is the ninth installement, I hope you enjoy, and please feel free to comment!

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“The High Cost of War”

Few in the Magarian Republic could have anticipated how the war with the Terran Alliance would effect future events. The Battle of Earth would be a turning point for the Magarian society. Old beliefs would be reevaluated, and new ideas would begin to take hold, but the future repercussions still remained to be seen.

“We are landing just outside of the capital city of New York, and are preparing to engage the Terran forces who are blocking the way to the city.”
Arlin responded. “There appears to be a good number of ground troops guarding the city from attack, so be prepared for a prolonged conflict. Also all bridges to the capital compound on Manhattan have been cut off, you will have to reload your ships to cross.”
“Thanks for the information, we are charging the Terran force, standby for possible aid.” Wasad instructed.

As the first wave of Magarian shook troops charged forward, the Terran forces opened fired, and rained the wraith of their power upon the Magarians. Knowing that this was the end, the Terrans decided to fight to the end, they would fight the Magarians till they could fight no more. As Wasad looked out and saw the battle unfolding, he noticed that the Terran forces were protecting civilians that were trying to escape the violence. He was now torn, would continue to push ahead or would he hold back and allow them to go, for if he didn’t hold back the civilians would surly die. He could not pull back, if he were to, the battle would be lost. He order all troops to push forward, and signaled for the bombardment of the New York to begin.

So began the bombardment of New York, and other major cities around the globe. The night side of the planet was lit up with glow of war as one city after another was blown apart. The armies protecting New York fell as the city, bit by bit, was blown apart by the orbital bombardment of Earth. With the Terran troops feeing the great inferno, The Magarian troops let loose their weaponry upon them, showing them no mercy. The battle field quickly turned into a slaughter field as one by one the Terran troops were blasted down. The whole of the planet shuddered with severity of the attack, it was if the world was tearing itself apart.

When the smoke from the battle cleared, all Wasad could see for miles in every direction were the bodies of Terran and Magarian troops, and the burning ruins of a once vibrant city. With the city cleared, but practically destroyed, the remaining Magarian troops entered the Capital Compound.
“The Capital has been secured.” Wasad reported to Arlin.
“Glad to hear that you are still alive, it was quite a show from up here.”
“It was pretty violent, but all the Terrans are dead and taken care of, you will meet no resistance.” Wasad said.
“We are moving on to take care of the remaining Terran fleets and planet defenses. Prepare to join me once you finish on the surface.” Arlin commanded.
“Ok, see you in awhile, and good luck.”



Back on Magaria, Prime Minister Atarmis received a transmission for N-1 of the Yor Collective.
“Why do you bother us with your presence N-1.” Arlin angrily said.
“We grow tired of this conflict and do not want to continue with this fight, will you agree to a peace treaty?” N-1 asked.
“Well, I guess this conflict has gone on long enough, and since it is no longer profitable to continue with it, I will sign.” Arlin approvingly said.
“Thank you and do not bother us!” N-1 said as transmission was cut.
With the peace treaty brokered with the Yor, and the Terrans on the brink of collapse, there was finally the hope that this long war was close to the end

Meanwhile back in Terran space, Arlin engaged the enemy at Shugar V, and eliminated them. After the defenses were taken out the planet fell quickly to Wasad’s ground forces. Brini’s fleet then engaged the enemy at Mars, where they took out all defenses and invaded the planet. With the occupation of Mars and Shugar V, only one Terran planet was left, Antares III, and all forces were heading for it.



So on the 22 of July 2227, the last battle against the Humans began. Arlin took his fleet in and began the assault on the defense fleet in orbit. With Terran Alliance in such disarray, they were not ready to handle such a fight, and fleet was quickly destroyed. With the last planet open for invasion, the Magarian transports went in, and began their ground attack. The battle did not last long, for the Terrans were already defeated, and with the invasion of Antares III the Terran Alliance was annexed by the Magarian Republic.

With the Great Galactic War now over, the Whole of the Magarian Republic went into a wild celebration. The war that had cost so many lives was finally over, and the people were overjoyed. But still the victory had a bitter taste, so many ships were lost, and so many people lost their lives, that rebuilding would take a long time. The Magarian society also greatly suffered from the conflict, the stars once beacons of hope, became bringers of disasters. With peace now established the people of the Magarian Republic began a long soul search, they looking for answers to questions they had long thought they had answered. Also growing movements from within the Congress began to grow discontent with the peace, for their revenue began to dissipate with the end of the war. For the first time in a year, the Magarian people could finally breath a sigh of relief.



With the Great War now over how will the Magarian Republic cope? How long will the peace in the galaxy last, or is war again on the horizon?

Thanks GalenEvil, and I plan on keeping this going till the end.

You are right, there are four races that have so far been out of the picture, the Thalan, Altarians, Drath, and Torians. So we'll see what they end up doing.

It is a huge galaxy with common habitable planet. Also the game is set on Suicidal with CPU intensive algorithims. So you are probably right, it is going to take awhile.

I have a feeling that the best parts are yet to come.

I'm happy you are enjoying this, and good luck with your own, it sounds good so far.

AlexAtticus