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Gorg the Awe-Full had gone through the daily rounds. Gift Boudica with another 10000 gold, deny trade with the French, reinstate trade with the French. Now and then, something exciting would happen. A smaller country would poke the bear, and Gorg could have a chance to crush them like a twig. But the monotony had grown tiring. He had 3 statues of Suryavarman II built, just so he could wreck them. Gorg had already rigged the UN elections thirty times. Finally, he had settled hs capitol in Oregon, the first Viking city ever founded. He never had a wife, he never had kids. Overall, he was alone. He had Boudica of the Celts, but she wasn’t a casual relationship. She always just wanted to eradicate the Native Americans. Huanya was never around, all the Koreans wanted to do was to cancel trade deals with the French. It never was anything casual. No, “Hey Gorg, want to go bowling.” Nothing like, “Hey Gorg, want to go boating in the ice cold waters of the North pole?” Not even, “Hey Gorg, want to eradicate the remnants of the Khmer Empire?” He was done. His life was over.

One day, Gorg was sitting in his basement, observing the other leaders through secret cameras he had installed in their offices. He collapsed suddenly from a stroke. As he fell, he pressed the Big Red Button. The Viking people knew what this Big Red Button meant. The Big Red Button meant freedom. It meant freedom from that endless cycle. They were to be born again, stronger. This time, the Vikings would conquer all, far and wide. This time would be different. This time, no-one would be spared. This time, the Khmer were extremely fucked.

Jeron awoke. He had passed out for what had seemed to be three minutes. What he had last remembered was grabbing his drink back from his friend at The Old Judish pub. Then, the newscast had began. The alert had stated to be ready for The Event, the Big Red Event…

Now, the land was clear. Nothing was left. It seemed as if the world had reset completely.

He looked around more. Now, he noticed there were five other people around him. Two men, and three women, none of them were familiar either.

So, this is all that is left, Jeron thought. I wonder if there were any other survivors?

…..

There were no other survivors, except for those across the world, survivors of other countries, other countries that hated Gorg with a burning passion. As the others awoke, Jeron was selected, out of all of them to be the newest leader. The capitol, in honor of their fallen leader, was to be named Gorggia. As the town progressed, they found contact with another country, who had taken to calling themselves the Scelts, saying the name, “Tied them to their heritage while creating a new culture.” As for Gorggia, their country was to be called the Danes. And together, in this new life, they had one goal, and one goal only.

To take down the Native Khmerians.

Thanks for reading. If you could buy Civ V for me, it would be greatly appreciative. I've put in a good amount of time on Civ IV and that's where I got most of the ideas for this story from. Thanks for considering!