Fall of Longinus III

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With his listless face, Longinus inspected Alpha, Zheoyon, and Saiya. His fluorescent green eyes looking down upon each of them, he was able to see that his sons had been untouched by the wilderness outside the city walls. Not a single scratch was laid upon their perfect armor.

"Stand."

The three stood up.

Longinus didn't bother welcoming them back. They had important business to deal with, and there was no time to waste.

"Give me your report. How was it?"

Alpha stepped forward.

"Father, we searched the areas you designated, and like you thought, the areas meet the living conditions standards needed by the various Sollian races. Without a doubt, we can make the areas work for expansion."

He stepped back, and Zheoyon stepped forward.

"Sol itself is perfect for all aspects of life, and that's because this world was made from your perfect perception of how things should be. If the areas weren't livable, it would've been your wish to have it that way, Father."

Zheoyon was about to step back as Alpha stepped forward, but he was stopped.

"Stop playing these formality games. Speak to me as my sons, and not as my servants."

"Yes, Father."

Zheoyon stayed where he was, and Alpha spoke.

"Some of the areas we searched don't meet the requirements of every race, and I believe that we would do best to organize the races according to these conditions. We've made a list detailing which areas would be best for which races."

"Hoh... And which of these areas are best for which of the races, Alpha?"

"To satisfy the humans, we found luscious green plains with solicka rivers embedded within their heartland. Because of that layout, we believe that the humans would thrive under such conditions that were generally welcoming towards them. Seeing that the humans are adaptable, not as adaptable as the elves of course, we believe that this would be the best environment for the humans because of the change of seasons."

"The elves would be satisfied by the lands I found, Father. The mixed race that requires many types of terrains would find the plains I found, which consist of ice and snow, desert, green, jungle, and much more, satisfying all of their needs. They would be able to pick out their preferred environments, and would still live together as one."

"And for the dragons, I found a tall mountain range covered in snow at the edge of Sol. Secluded valleys, rivers turned to ice, and even a nice volcano was there. It was a winter wonderland, and I believe that the dragons would prosper there."

"For the minotaurs, I found a volcanic environment with nothing but ashy burnt ground. So yeah... The minotaurs should definitely go and live there."

Alpha turned to Zheoyon.

"Do minotaurs enjoy living in harsh, unlivable conditions?"

"They can't be unlivable if the minotaurs can live there."

He wasn't wrong.

"Good work from the both of you. I'm sure we'll be putting the knowledge collected to work soon enough, and our future endeavors will be successful because of what both of you did. However, the work isn't done yet."

""Huh?""

Alpha and Zheoyon both knew that their work wasn't done yet, but what else was there to do? Neither one of them had any clue, and expected something to not come at them right away.

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