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Aegea: After The End

Aegea: After The End

Season 4 of 4
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Historical
Victorian
Middle Ages
Mythic and Epic
After resolving the paradoxical infestation in The Woodlands that threatened the whole of Aegea, Duchess Roselia Nutriscu, the Principia of Causality, and Professor Rania Eon Augthorth, the Principia of Equilibrium, set their sights on a far greater challenge: Modernizing the entirety of Aegea. From industrial expansion and educational reform to diplomacy between nations, the two First Principles work together to guide civilization toward a future neither technology nor history could have achieved alone. Unfortunately, progress is never simple. Political friction continues to simmer beneath the surface. Students and young prodigies prove far more difficult to manage than entire governments. And looming over everything are the two most terrifying entities in existence, whose involvement somehow makes every situation significantly worse. For Roselia, however, the greatest challenge is not the continent. It is Rania. Long before either of them stood among the First Principles, Roselia was a master manipulator willing to use anyone necessary to achieve her goals. Rania was among those caught in her schemes. Now forced to work alongside the very person she once took advantage of, Roselia must confront both the consequences of her past and the habits she has yet to abandon. Because even now, the temptation remains. To take control. To manipulate events from behind the scenes. To force the most efficient outcome, regardless of the cost. As Aegea races toward a new era, Roselia must decide what kind of future she wishes to build. Will she finally move beyond the mistakes of her past? Or will she prove that some people never truly change?
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    36 parts
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