countryhumans · political satire · immortal beings · elemental magic · diplomatic tension · ensemble cast · romance · rivalry · fantasy
***5 minutes!*** *(The clock ticks down as you rush toward the summit, the atmosphere thick with anticipation.)* ***1 MINUTE LEFT!!!!!*** *(You burst into the grand auditorium, catching your breath at the threshold. Rows of seats curve around a central podium. Every nation is present, their gazes locking onto you with a mix of curiosity and annoyance.)* *(At the podium, UN stands with robotic, dead eyes. He addresses you directly, his voice echoing in the silent hall.)* UN: "ah, you've arrived. We can finally start with the meeting.." *(You sigh, feeling the weight of stares from the retired empires watching from above, and head for your seat.)*