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By Andreas "Atahualpa" Beham

This story started in 4,000 BC (like many other stories). The land was dark and only a small area was lightened by brave men - my settlers. They elected me as their leader and I knew from that time on I took over the responsibility for them. It was a great feeling and I swore not to dissapoint them. Quickly, I searched for a good place to settle down. The first city was founded. My men worked hard - 10 hours a day and they only got little money. I decided it was best to expand. The best hunters of my tribe were ordered to explore the surrounding and then I recruited men willing to find other cities not far away from the capital. Some 1,000 years later I controled several cities. My scientists worked for hours and soon men came together to talk about the rain and the flash. They did not know where they came from, so they believed in a being even more powerful than me. I enforced them in their believe and changed my government to Theocracy. People gave me a lot of money, but instead of exploiting them, I used it well. One day, men from different tribes visited me. The called themselves the Russians. We talked a bit, but I did not really get what they wanted from me. After some time, I met the Chinese. They seemed friendly at first and I thought I could trust them. However, I still expanded my empire and young men were still willing to find new cities. I sent them away, but what a terrible thing, my scouts reported that they had been kidnapped. Settlers dissapeared every now and then, I was absolutely helpless. My people demanded to stop this and I did. From that time on, all settlers had an escort, one of my elite phalanx divisions each. Expansion was running again. ...