Obligatory Duty (Undergoing Revisions)

Chapter 8: Hellenistic Republic

 Meanwhile, quite a distance away, a youth was bored, bored out of her mind. At the young age of 8, she managed to grasp all there is to magic, mathematics, physics and alchemy. A true genius, seen once in every hundred years, a rare, limitless talent, a raw, unpolished diamond and et cetera.  She heard enough and was sick of all these praises and expectation, that others arbitrarily stacked on her.

Furthermore, she was a beauty, unparalleled, matchless beauty. Pale, soft lips, long flowing blonde hair, a sharp nose, and porcelain blue eyes. Pulling the heartstrings of all males that laid their eyes on her, the object of admiration and envy of all females, she stands at the very peak. 

So imagine all their surprises, when she decided to drop out of a technical magic school and enroll herself to a military cadet school. Especially in this country where education and research were everything. This country, the Hellenistic Republic, used to be a global leader in researching magic, then they fell into a long, grueling age of war due to a single woman. And due to that one woman, the country with 350 years of history fell into ruins.

Since its revival, the country has straightened itself back into the path of the scholar. No more war, the most peaceful country in the world. The most open-minded country in where women held equal or even more power than men. A republic where everything is purely based on talent and effort, a true democracy. A country that on the surface, seemed to have no troubles, however, due to this system, all it needs is just one talented, charismatic warmonger to rise up and stir the people and the country would yet fall into another war. And due to this system, it does not restrict that warmonger to be a male.

This youth wanted to bring back the age of war, she wanted to witness the cruelty, the pure terror, the desperateness that one feels when their life, their existence are pushed to the limit, to the brink of death. She will be that warmonger.

She never once felt passionate about anything, never dedicated, yet everything fell neatly into her lap. Friends, she could make at the drop of the hat, Nobel prizes, the same difficulty as constructing legos, money, the same value to tissue for her. Hence she decided, to do something no one has ever achieved in the long history of the world. To embed her name into the throngs of history.

[World Domination]

She decided on it. She went ahead with it and with leaps and bounds she will reach the top flawlessly, in no time flat.

And the gears of fate began to churn. The story of world domination began.

But now she was stuck in a class about stratagems, in which she was probably, no definitely smarter than the teacher. She sighed and did not hesitate to express her boredom openly, to the distress of the teacher.