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State of the World






State of the World


With bad laws and good civil servants it's still possible to govern. But with bad civil servants even the best laws can't help.


The Multiversal Federal Empire of MineLegotia and Equestria and Her Commonwealth's and Her Colonies' and Her Domains' and Her Oversea Territories recently celebrated the end of the Great Multiversal War for the 1189th time, since its end in 1201 ALB. Such a great Empire, came from the beginning of the dream of simply two farmers once long ago. Once a small duchy simply holding up plains, to now a multiversal Empire spreading across the skies and expanding even more. It is undoubtedly a large jump from simple backwaters to superpower status in that millenia. As such the Empire continues to grow, intending on replicating its past millennia of successes with more towards the future.



A constantly rising population of more than a 100 billion citizens, an economy with huge quantities of wealth it could kill, and reach so large and powerful, it might as well be a god in its works, and some do consider it such. Scientific Advancements lasting at speeds so quick, that a mere stop to check over ethics is merely but another day in the Empire. The Future is the Past, and the Past is the Present. At infinitesimal difference between being at the head of the scientific community, and way way behind. The Empire is close to being everywhere, but due to the nature of the multiverse it is nowhere to being everywhere. But for those within its lands, it is what it is.



A land of contradictions, an Empire teetering on the edge of a Federation, or a Federation teetering towards Imperialism? A confederacy of states in competition with one another or a Union of states working together? The flags of ideologies old and new stand next to one another, as their supporters mingle amongst the contradictions under a single flag of the Commonwealth. Differing philosophies subsumed by a single superstructure of liberty and democracy.



May the Empire live long, and may it last a thousand years more.




“If you are going to sin, sin against God, not the bureaucracy. God will forgive you but the bureaucracy won't.”

Minelegotia and Equestria

"“There are three constants in life; death, taxes, and bureaucrats.”
- The Kaisar of the Multiversal Empire


From the swamps of New Mareland to the ardent beaches of Hippogriffia, to the reaches of the deepest archives to the most irrelevant baby and death being recorded into the census. The distinctive proof of the existence of one of the most powerful entities in recorded existence. The reach of such an entity can be seen in the culture of all those underneath its purview; from the clothing worn by the ponies who hath not clothing common a mere one and a half millennia ago, to the very sun that touched several worlds under its long grasp. Once held by the ancient princesses of Equestria, the Diarchy’s hold over the sun had been severed by the power of the innumerable hordes of the simple, unassuming civil servant.

This is the reality of those who find themselves under the gaze of the MineLegoEquestrian Empire. A large, unfathomably large Empire held up by the duties of the countless folks and people who make up the Imperial Bureaucracy. From the most irrelevant piece of policy to the transformative matters of the Imperial Constitution, the long arm of the government is carried out by everyday people, for everyday people, in the name of the everyday people.

Spawned from the dream of a husband and wife, Jason Rechvarin von Yang and Red Frost von Coat, in the central plains of the Leian Continent, the Empire came to be as that couple ascended from an ordinary court delegate and maid, to duke and duchess, to king and queen, to Kaisar and Kaisarin. From their first debut as leaders against the foul wizards of Rehidn were smited by the power of their people. From Equestrian immigrated ponies on Erifen ruchongback, to Mleocunese soldiers riding on MineLegoEquestrian helicopters with MineLegotiponyian rifles with Hyper Equestrian programmed targeting systems and Equestrian Multi-Union Imperial made MREs. The entire thing simply grew beyond their expectations of the Imperial Couple. And they wouldn’t have it any other way.

Lifespans longer than anypony millenia before could have imagined, food in such abundance that starvation was a mere memory, and advancements so great, that wholesale new concepts were created. Peace between species, and the march on for a better future had commenced.

But like all things, such things can only exist thanks to romanticism.

The Empire continues to churn, its size straining its resources as the bureaucracy continues to ensure that the colonies remain compliant and enlightened to the ideals of Harmony.

The Commonwealth is filled with strife and arguments, as the Commonwealth Military Treaty Organisation continues to try and unify the various military strategies of the Commonwealth. The western continent of Calaina of Equus-2 is still wracked in anarchy as the Commonwealth continues to intervene, fighting over the rare resources of high density crystals.

Meanwhile, the Manehatten Treaty Organisation continues to expand throughout the Multiverse, following the Commonwealth’s steps as it expands democracy and liberty outside of the Commonwealth’s grasp. Mleocun continues to stain lands with blood and the flag of Harmony, causing surges of enemies to appear on the far reaches of the Empire, whilst wars break out often between the Commonwealth’s supposed allies.

And on top of that pie of a foreign relations mess, the original Kaisar and Kaisarin are gone, having taken an actual leave of absence. The title of Kaisar now lies with the bureaucrat, Medical Atlas I von Kartogrefi. An irrelevant bureaucrat, who had arisen from the ranks of the Ministry of Administrative Affairs to the very top. A quiet family stallion who merely did his job, and quickly rose when the Kaisar spotted the potential within the stallion. A unicorn by the heart of the Kaisar, it's only up to the test of time to see if he has the abilities, the charisma, and the slyness of the Avatar of the Empire himself. But unlike the Kaisar, Medical is a technician, not a visionary. The economist to your boss, the rational straight man to your irrational planner. And he has plans, plans to make sure this millenia old empire becomes a myriad one. An empire of ten thousand years.

On the other end, the office of Kaisarin was left empty, and now filled by the wife of the now famed ‘Papermonger’ Medical - Minister of Foreign Affairs, Stylus Pen I von Kartogrefi-Awan. A now disillusioned syndicalist revolutionary, she once was an idealist. She wanted to transform the world to be more caring. Compassionate to the working classes and the droves of the people below the state, she tried to do her best to do it. But with her marriage to Medical, the stallion she loved, that idealism shattered as she dealt with the aftermath of her decision. The unions of her home scattered her out, and she was left to pick up her pieces as she transformed herself into the mare she is today. Stylus Pen. Shaker of hands, charismatic dealmaker, and visionary for the future of social democracy in the Empire.

And between the two, are their children. Article Mappenin and Elizabeth Ineaich von Kartogrefi-Pen Yang. The two are an inseparable pair of best friends from the same womb, yet contradictory. The quiet and tad shy Article to the wild and explorative Elizabeth. The hard science interested Article, who delved into the world of physics and whatever quantum mechanics are, and the historical Elizabeth, who speculated and analysed the sapient proctological hoofsteps of civilization. Now heirs to the Empire, the wings of those that came before have descended onto the pegasi and unicorn, dedicated to ensuring the will of the Kaisar can continue.

Once more the Empire lays at a crossroad as its birth did. But as its history has shown, its future lies in the hands of a visionary and an engineer. One making it new and one making it modern. The difference is this time the roles are reversed, and in waiting are their children, learning for the worst case that may come.

But in the eyes of those that the Empire calls its parents and family.

This is all as expected.


Mleocun

“Liberty has to be brought to all, for any democracy is superior to all autocracy”
- Unknown

With the ruins of the old world left aflame by the Great Multiversal War, the old Liberationalist faction of the expedition to Equus-2 had left its mark on the world. Implanted onto the world were the radical ideas of liberty, freedom, and democracy into the little head of a stallion by the name of Preventus Private Eye. He believed in democracy, and the ideas of the liberation of all. Casted out by the corrupt system that his homeland had begun, his heart yearned to save it. And so he went forth even as he found himself in a strange land where things seemed so similar yet different. So he set himself to learn all he could, to know how they ran things, to see how harmony should strive and thrive. And so he learned all those lessons from Enlightened Monarchism to Hippogriffian Democracy and of MineLegotian Constitutionalism.

And he with a group of like minded soldiers in the MineLegoEquestrian army returned to his home, intending on bringing about liberation and democracy to it. And for a moment, his progress worked… but soon the corrupt aristocracy and alicorns tried to strike him down. Plunging his home into war… first a civil war, then separation, then finally, the greatest war the multiverse has ever had. A century and a half later, the war ended as Mleocun declared their victory. With the old aristocracies of multiple Equestrias having been shattered under the control of the Empire and Mleocun, the Mleocunese began to figure out what their goal should be. The effort to bring about the light of democracy, liberty, and harmony to everyone they ever meet.

The idea that Preventus Private Eye - now known as Governor - had brought about the creation of Mleocun had soon ascended to the mythos of the nation state. They know now what should be the goal of their nation, what should be the goals of their lives, and what the worldview should be. And thus they moved forward with their goal. Confident within their beliefs. For if the goddesses of old Equestria, the one of the sun, and the one of the moon, couldn’t stop the march of the ideas of modernity, are they not but trash to be confined to the dustbins of history?

For two hundred and fifteen thousand years, the creatures of the world existed as nothing but huddled masses, near the fires as they feared of the creatures in the dark. Not so different from the animals they emerged out of, as Faust had designed. They were slaves of their fear. It took them many millennia to go from cracking rocks to cracking dirt with their ploughs as they figured out the basis for modern civilization. Settlements and farms.

Out of the primordial era, the creatures of the world, still huddled around fires but instead of creatures in the dark, they feared their masters and the foreign hoarders of barbarians. Abused, used, and discarded, they were not so different from the animals they emerged from, as Faust had designed. They were slaves of their fear. It took them two millennia to escape this, as they figured out the enlightenment, and the equality between species.

Out of the dark ages, the creatures of the world, still huddled around in groups in fear of their overlords, the cruel alicorns which had no care for any other species but their own. No other survival was placed above their own. For such a sin, of the race she designed to be the ambassadors of Harmony, she made it so for the next two thousand years, no other alicorns should be born and separated the powers of the races into the modern earth pony, pegasus, and unicorn.

The creatures of the world watched in horror and a hint of delight as the alicorns destroyed their own society and in the ruins came out modern equinekind.

But alas, despite the punishment enwrought by their deity, the vile rulers of those days past ruled as they had onto the new ponies as they had before. The Tyrant of Snowlandia, oppressed and deceived their people of Snowlandia, cursing them of longer winters for riches unbeholden. The Slaver of Calavaria, took the rights and minds of the Calavarians to be made into slaves of degeneracy for them. The Deceiver of Equestria, was the worst of the worst. For they managed for centuries to deceive all that she was the liberator of the world. Along with the Others, they deceived the creatures for so long…

But no longer! No longer shall the creatures of the world be oppressed underneath the evil boots of the immoral and amoral alicorns! No longer shall the peoples of the world be oppressed by the fake gods of reality. Those who claimeth to be holy but ever so evil will continue to exist and continue to make a mockery of the realm of God. And it is up to the people of Mleocun to ensure that the scales are balanced once more. For if those who controlled the skies, the sun, the moon, the winter, and all other realms alicorns hath proclaimed theirs failed. Who else could stop the march of the Grey Revolution?

The people shall be liberated! Their homelands, free for them to govern, so that all could have the chance to truly be themselves and reach for the stars. To become the true inheritors of the Earth as proclaimed. They shall procreate and fill it, fill it with joy, generosity, loyalty, honesty, kindness, and harmony! They shall fill it with their creations.

For from his place in New Manehatten, the stallion who hath started it all can only smile as his dream became reality.

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