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A Fallen Empire | Antarctican Empire

Phil, he was the support beam of the empire, he was the one who kept it from failing. He kept Techno sane. Without him, no one dared to challenge Techno's power, as he slowly gained more. Without their support beam, the empire was falling apart.
    People mourned Phil's death. He was beloved by all the people, for he was so kind, such a good leader. People had wanted to rebel against Techno for a while, and this, this was the last straw. They were disgusted by the facts that a kind person could change so much, that he could become so corrupted. They never would have thought this would happen, no one did.
    Techno watched as his guards struggled to fight off large mobs of rebels. His elite royal guard was getting destroyed by pheasants, but there was nothing that he could do. He tried to call for backup, but there was none, the rebels had broken in.
    They kept the man alive, they let him watch his empire fall. They forced him to think about what he had done. To him this was worth then death, far worse. He contemplated what he did, as he was forced to regret, to regret being so corrupt in the past
The Antarctican Empire had fallen, and billions around the world rejoiced thinking this was the end, but little did they know, this was only the beginning. Technoblade's reign of terror had barely just begun.

(So I this is the real finale to my Antarctican Empire series, so please tell me if you have any questions or suggestions. I will be writing Part two in the near future.)