Get accustomed to Glazoria

Sunk in the remotest corners of the Universe lied Glazoria, the top leading planet in the technological field. Administered from its ravishing capital, Aslad, it had continued to thrive since its seething infancy.

A lot of turmoil and mystery had lied around it since earliest of times. It was not certainly known how the planet got its first inhabitants, yet any other planet competing for the first position in technology was not unfamiliar with its uproarious past, minced by endless conflicts.

As could be told by the ancient folklore, it was believed demons and Glazorians co-existed since the very beginning. However, when the first ancestors set foot on the planet, they shared the same thought: conquer and power. Therefore wars broke out and lucky Glazorians, they managed to expel demons far far away from their planet, in an artificial realm made by infusing their intelligence and magical powers. The demons lived in their "cage" a lot of time. It was a turnup for the books as what concerned Glazorians to find themselves seized by them. It was believed someone had mysteriously snuck in the demon realm, widely referred to as Calumnia, showed and taught the lowly endowed inhabitants the use of technology and bluntly they submitted the first fundamental principles of an absolute monarchy. Demons had gathered field and taken Glazoria by surprise, but the valiant warriors stood up and counterattacked scathing missiles launched over the city. And since then, the bounds between Glazorians and Demons had been tighter than ever, with only steady war, no official peace pact, only truces, that were in the end violated by both sides.

Albeit being in an abiding alert, the skyrocketing evolution Glazoria had been wrapping itself around had never been disturbed in any way, as the war propelled it, hence the first, primitive establishments were soon fortified and upgraded to host tens of millions of citizens each, with Aslad topping as the most overcrowded.

The longer the war was wreaking havoc on the battlefield with myriad corpses dropping like flies, the more desperate was the Glazorian king, cringing at the thought that his nation could be pushed beyond its limits, to defeat. As a result, within the following decades the war begot the sudden trigger of evolution that kept on aggrandizing at an alarming pace for the demons.

Whilst the fast wave of technology was surging throughout Glazoria, so was the society. Eftsoons, the press was roaming with headlines pertaining to the King's upcoming abdication, in favour of a mysterious figure, thought to have been close to him hitherto. It was not before the power was vested to the successor, that their identity had been leaked, bewildering the masses upon finding out it was not the only blood-bound heiress, but the chief of the National Scientific Guild, Gonma, whose profile had always been shrouded and forsaken in a complete blur.

It was later unveiled that, taking into account the frail phase the heiress was in, that of a toddler, the planet would benefit from having the reins held by someone who had deemed the most suitable and whom the king was to choose, without forgetting to lean the ear to his consultants' words of wisdom.

Once she clasped her hands around unlimited power Gonma replaced the absolute monarchy with the parliamentary republic, only on paper, for practically she had control over everything and Glazoria embarked on a heavy industry focused on technology that would serve both the public and the military areas and launched itself in full blossom, surpassing its then competitors and entering a Golden Age.