Civ Stories: The Wars of the World

Part 1, Chapter 1: The Scourge of God

 "The greatest of all warriors should be mourned with no feminine lamentations and with no tears, but with the blood of men." - Jordanes, upon the death of Attila

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The Huns—ferocious men believed to have come from the steppes of Central Asia and migrated to Europe in the late 4th century AD—are the most heinous and aggressive of all civilizations in the world of Meier. The stories of barbarism in the real world have been replicated by the Unknown True God of the worlds of Meier, resulting in the heinous atrocities committed by the Huns. Their militaristic lifestyle complemented by their deception and hostility towards civilized life leads many to believe that they are merely overglorified barbarians, but all fall short when the man who led the Huns to their greatest, begins to speak or be seen.

"Great Attila, the Scourge of God", as many people would say.

He has lived multiple lives in the world of Meier, and all ended in only two ways: he's at the mercy of all the civilizations of the world, or he is the world's scourge, wiping anything out of existence, all to justify his command of the world. Many view him as a barbaric warmonger—after all, in the real world, he made the Western Roman Empire tremble—but to his people, he is god. He is what they strive to be and he is what they fear.

Well, that's what my father told me.

Perhaps by sheer coincidence, the Unknown True God didn't name the Huns; we all are barbarians to the world after all; but it's more of the theory that only a few Hunnic names were recorded in actual history, with Attila's name the most resounding. So, as much as I'd like to tell you my name, I can't, for I was left unnamed, a mystery my father, and our ancestors, could not figure out. The only history we have are those carved by the men that allowed us to prosper and live. Those who had shaped a civilized empire out of uncivilized brutes. The stereotypes of the world all failed, for we have risen.

We have rid them of their existence.

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It was thousands of years ago from civilized life when we, or I mean, our ancestors began their first conquests. We were considered as barbaric warmongers by the Iroquois, a forest-dwelling peoples on the southwestern end of our early empire. All of these occurred after a sole team of nearly only 1,000 men barged into the doors of Cape Town, a city-state to our northeastern side, and captured it as part of the Hunnic Empire.

Or at least what would be.

The early Huns were believed to have hostile intentions from the beginning. Who can say for certain that Huns should be barbaric warmongers? That's what the early philosophers debated about: our existence relative to our militarist behavior. Regardless, the ire of the world would yet to come, but the Huns never back down from a challenge.....

Especially one that they start on their own.

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In the few years after the capture of Cape Town, the Huns decided to settle on a coastal flood plain that they've discovered, years before their militarist conquest. The bounty of pearls allowed the Huns to have a unique luxury available to none.

Or so they thought.....

Just off of the coastline of the new city, there lay an underdeveloped yet well-defended city. Delegates from the new city arrived off of the coast of our desert city and brought a letter to Attila's Court. The letter was an introduction from their leader.