Sugua - Bazieu - The Enchanted Tank Regiment

Worlds are forged by peace as they are by war. Sugua was one of those worlds.

It was a magical world. There, many variants of men existed with dragons, elves, spirits and fur-men. But this world was limited not by magic alone. Technology came into the minds of all races but it came greatly into the mind of men. And from men, the Kingdom of Brocuria rose.

And from a kingdom rose an empire.

In the beginning, the Brocurian Empire held the earth and water of many peoples from the West to the East. But this Empire fell into the hands of corruption and heaven tolerated the Empire no longer. So it was stated that rebellions would come and go but there was one in particular that forever set the first nails into the coffin of an empire that would never come back again.

That rebellion was the rebellion of the Ocrians and Nararielians. In the years 1912 and 1914, both peoples waged their wars for freedom, for justice and for power from the Empire.

But the two peoples did not fight as one. Only when they were united by a revolutionary named Edmund Silberbauer and a reformist named Tsvetayeva Arina did the two agree to this.

As year after year passed, the two peoples were pushed to the brink. As they held on dearly to the last provinces that passed into their cause, gradually their united example encouraged many other peoples to fight back.

Using their magic and their spirit, the rebels pushed the Imperial forces back with the help of those who saw the writing on the wall for their master. In good time, this allowed them to grow in strength until eventually, they could rival their master.

Soon enough, the war ended. In the last month of the year 1919, the Brocurian Empire witnessed the murder of their Emperor, the disappearance of his family, the surrender of his officials and The Two Treaties. One that forever abolished the Brocurian Empire from the face of the world and the other that ended the fiery relationship between the Ocrians and the Nararielians.

Never again would they consider each other as those who united them would.

And from that year onward, new nations and states forged themselves. Through force or through peaceful means, this was done.

The world was a witness to what seemed to be an eternal decade of peace. But this so-called time of silence was plagued by the conflicts taking place among the ethnic groups and juvenile nation-states of the Demagnesian Peninsula. There, the concert of the world that had kept the peace among all countries after the war against the Brocurian Empire would come crashing to the ground.

On the year 1981, Princess Flora was assassinated. She was a Nararielian. And she had been slain with her unborn child in the territories of an ally of the Ocrians.

The world plunged itself into a war.

One that fed on the entire world.