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The situation in Atlantis was immensely stable at this point, even more so than before Oceanus had arrived. The sense of urgency for survival joined the Atlantians like never before, noble and common folk all fighting as one against Oceanus and his Army. Citizens and soldiers helped load the ships with food, water and ammo onto the Fifty Manned Coated Vessels, which would exit Atlantis and head off towards Fishman Island. "Sir. I'm One Hundred Percent against you leaving for this campaign." one of the Ambassador's chimed in. As the Ambassador's huddled around the bottom of the steps to the throne room, which was now more like a open air gallery thanks to the Frog's Attack. Slouching with one palm propping up his head, "So, you expect me to ask these men... Most of them strangers to fight on the behalf of me without risking my own life?" Triton responded. "That'd be a disgrace to the Merman Name and to my name... I'm not afraid of Oceanus and his men's claims to suppress us. These injustices have gone far enough." Triton snapped back at his council, causing the men to waver in their pleas.
"Then what Triton. If you die, what's going to be the Fate of Atlantis? Another Celestial Dragon... Oh no, another noble. Maybe this time a revolutionary or a Yonko?" Mimi comment, listening to the conversation from distance away as she traversed towards the council meeting. "If I live, it'll be the same as if I died. Atlantis had no proper leader... My brother was a fool. He used his power to get in bed with the World Government after that foolish Queen abandoned us. I'll gamble with Atlantis this one last time. Rather a dictatorship than eventual society collapse." Triton said. All the four states returned to normal for the most part, until the time of calling, the Warriors of Atlantis where escorted to the Dining Room of the Main Palace. It was an occasion to behold, even in times of strife, the Upper Class Of Atlantis found time to dress for a feast. The whole ballroom had a black and white dress code, Aristocrats, Scholars and Decorated Warriors all drank merrily, as Atlantis was saved, the backdraft from the Social Fire lit by the Celestial Dragon had birthed a culture of greed. For now, Atlantis was a prey but in a few years, would it be? No one knew the knew Princes Claim, maybe he'd stray from his righteous path? With murmurs of the World Government showing interest in Atlantis due to it's rich jungle life and natural resources, was it only a matter of time before it was claimed again.
Sitting a table at the back of the hall, two Nobles spoke. Little did anyone know, that such a private conversation might tip the scales of everything that was to come in the next four days. The War would be remembered in History as the War Of The Seas, many would die, few would gain the world's eyes and even less would forever be scarred. "It seems your pick to win has failed you, Lana." the Puff Fish Merman inquired. Leaning back into the chair, the woman Lana, a merwoman with catfish type traits, sipped a bit of her champagne, in attempts to lighten her dreary spirits. "I can't believe Porter lost. I spend millions funding his little charades... For it to blow up in smoke. At least he played his parts... The Engines are broken. Atlantis will never submerge again. Meaning, while those mix raced armies fight in our aid, we the Nobles will sit here untouched." Lana said. "At least now the prophecy is fulfilled. It's symbolic. Centuries ago, we fled Fish Man Island's scorn for us. Now, Centuries later we returned as the Hunting. That Gypsy's Prophecy on Fishman Island will soon be complete." the Puff Fish Merman said, swallowing the champagne. " 'There will come a blood time. A time... Where four relics of the past will shatter. An army of rags will assemble and sever the Head of The Ruler of Depths.' Or something like that... It's the last part that interests us... 'And then... A Blood Moon will shine down. It's rays will point to The City of MacGyver." Lana concluded. "MacGyver... Wallace's old crewmate... He was the Treasure Plotter huh? They say those who find The City of MacGyver find not only a decade worth of wealth but more importantly... The Road Poneglyph." the Merman concluded.
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