The Mirage of the Year 3000:
In the vast expanse of the world, hidden from every map and satellite, lies the kingdom of Xolike. It is a civilization that defies time, functioning with an advancement so profound it feels a millennium ahead of the rest of humanity—as if the year 3000 has already dawned within its borders. To the eyes of modern technology, Xolike is a ghost, a glitch in geography that the world was never meant to find.
A Biological Symphony:
Unlike the myths of antiquity, magic in Xolike is not a ritual to be performed; it is innate. It flows through the DNA of every citizen, a genetic legacy passed down through generations. To a Xoliken, conjuring energy is as natural as a heartbeat or the blink of an eye. This biological advantage has allowed them to master medicine, art, and industry to a degree of perfection that the outside world could only dream of achieving.
The Golden Legacy of the Fallen:
The ground of Xolike is not mere soil; it is a sanctuary of gold. Every alleyway, hill, and mountain peak is laced with radiant veins of the precious metal. Yet, this wealth carries a haunting origin.
Thousands of years ago, the land was ruled by a magnificent race: The Golden Monarchs, beings who were half-human and half-butterfly. Their wings were crafted from shimmering, biological gold. A catastrophic civil war between two factions ended in a massive magical explosion that incinerated their entire species instantly. Their remains merged with the earth, turning the very soil into a treasure trove of gold and residual magic. Today's Xolikens are the evolutionary heirs of that ancient, magical tragedy.
The Warden of the Invisible Cage:
At the helm of this utopia stands President Lala Vugola Gorther, a man of immense power and strategic paranoia. To shield his people from the envy and violence of the "backward" outside world, he has used his supreme magic to encase the nation in an Invisible Cage—a dome impenetrable by any force known to man.
The President has tethered the control of this barrier to his own bloodline, sharing the burden of protection with his family:
Jolie Nuor Gorther: His wife and the pillar of his strength.
Jennifer Toyla Gorther: His daughter, a prodigy of defensive magic.
Rickson Actence Gorther: His son, the enforcer of their legacy.
The President's Mandate
In a historic address broadcasted to every home via magical frequencies, President Gorther delivered a chilling warning:
"Let no one among you dream of betrayal. If the outside world discovers our existence, they will come not for peace, but to harvest us. They will erase us to ensure we never become a part of their future. To trust an outsider is to strike your own feet with an axe. If the seal is broken, I will sink us all into the quicksand of history before I let them touch our soul. Xolike remains hidden, or Xolike ceases to exist.
The Bitter Fruit of Trust: Xolike, 18 Years Later
Eighteen years have passed. The children of President Lala Vugola Gorthar have now grown into young adults. Jennifer has become the lead architect of the magical protection shields, while Rickson has emerged as a fearless warrior. However, as the walls of the 'Dome' or the 'Cage' grew stronger, the patience of the common people wore thin. A question whispers through every alley of Jolick: Why must a civilization a thousand years ahead in technology remain forever imprisoned in an invisible cage?
The Moment of Betrayal:
One day, an elderly citizen named Nicholas arrived at the President's palace. With great humility and desperation, he pleaded, "President, our younger generation knows nothing of the outside world. Can we not at least see their way of life or hear their news? Do we not even have that right?"
President Gorthar, recalling the man's long years of loyalty and sensing the growing public resentment, made a difficult decision. He told Nicholas:
"Nicholas, I am granting you 'News Access' to the Global Network for two days. But remember, my country comes first. If you betray this trust, you will bring destruction not only upon Xolike but upon yourself."
Nicholas replied with a smile, "Never, President. Your trust is my greatest treasure."
The Sudden Thunderbolt:
The tranquil sky of Xolike shattered like glass as the 'Dome' or 'Cage' suddenly disintegrated. The combined military forces of six powerful nations used their latest pulse-wave technology to break the 'Invisible Cage.' Before President Lala Vugola Gorthar could comprehend the situation, the shadow of death appeared on the horizon. Twelve ultra-powerful missiles struck every major city in Xolike like balls of fire.
Nicholas's Realization:
The greatest tragedy was reserved for Nicholas. He had believed the outside nations would liberate him and welcome him with honor. But as he watched the soldiers indiscriminately slaughter the common people of Xolike, he screamed at an Army General, "You were supposed to take me away from here! Why are you destroying my city?"
The General didn't even look at him. To the outside world, the 'Biological Gold' hidden beneath Xolike's soil was far more valuable than the lives of its people. Nicholas realized, too late, that he had not only sold out his nation but had personally delivered them to the slaughterhouse.
The Final Moments of the Gorthar Lineage:
By the time President Gorthar understood what had happened, it was far too late. Looking at his family, he could only say one thing: "I told you—they wouldn't come for us; they would come for our wealth." Rickson and Jennifer fought with all their might to resist, but their magical protection could not withstand the horrific explosions of the twelve missiles and advanced weaponry.
The dreams of eighteen years were buried under the rubble of the palace. The President, Joly, Jennifer, and Rickson—all became one with the soil of Xolike.
The End of a Civilization:
Soldiers entered every home, wiping out every last resident of Xolike. The ground that was once stained with the blood of the 'Golden Monarchs' was now soaked with the blood of the modern Xolikens. The golden glow of the sky was choked by thick black smoke. The advanced mirage of the year 3000 was transformed into a massive graveyard in just a few hours.
The Final Chapter: The Grave of History
As the sky of Xolike turned dark with the smoke of gunpowder, the greatest plunder in history began. The armies of the six powerful nations dug through every corner of Xolike to extract the ancient 'Biological Gold.' From the crevices of the mountains to the homes of the common folk—the sacred treasures of the Golden Monarchs were seized from everywhere.
The Division of Wealth:
The vast quantities of looted gold and magical minerals were divided into six equal shares. The presidents of the six nations signed a secret pact. In their eyes, Xolike was never a country; it was merely a massive mine. The gold was loaded onto ships and transported to the vaults of the world's superpowers.
The Silence of the World:
The most horrific part was the absolute silence that followed this monumental destruction. In the outside world, not a single word was spoken. Satellite images once again marked the region of Xolike as a 'barren desert' or a 'mirage.' Not a single sentence appeared in modern media or newspapers. It was as if an advanced nation named Xolike had never existed on the map of the world.
A Bitter Lesson:
Nicholas and those like him, who were intoxicated by the colorful dreams of the outside world, now lay in eternal sleep beneath the ruins of Xolike. President Gorthar's prophecy came true to the very last letter: "They will not come for peace; they will come to bleed us dry." The greed of foreign nations tossed an advanced civilization of the year 3000 into the dustbin of history in an instant.
The golden soil of Xolike is now nothing more than ordinary dust soaked in blood. The world continued to turn at its own pace, while Xolike vanished, becoming nothing more than a cruel mirage.
Conclusion: A Golden Dream Turned to Dust
The fall of Xolike was not merely the destruction of a territory; it was the ultimate defeat of human trust. A nation that was a thousand years ahead of the world in technology now finds its existence limited only to the gold bars locked away in the secret vaults of six powerful nations.
The Triumph of Greed, the Loss of Civilization
The world's superpowers may have bolstered their economies with the blood-stained gold of Xolike, but they forever lost the knowledge and medical wisdom that could have altered the destiny of mankind. Their greed transformed a living civilization into nothing more than pieces of metal.
The Sigh of Nicholas:
The name of Nicholas will not be written in the pages of history, but his betrayal has left an eternal wail in the winds of Xolike. He sought freedom, but in exchange, he brought the ultimate form of subjugation—death.
President Gorthar's Silent Victory:
Standing atop the ruins of Xolike today, President Gorthar's final words echo as the absolute truth. He understood that a world riddled with its own internal conflicts was not yet evolved enough to tolerate a peaceful and prosperous civilization like Xolike.
The Final Lesson:
Xolike remains a mirage today. It serves as a reminder that prosperity without protection is always vulnerable. A star has vanished from the map of the world, yet the world never even knew what immense potential it burned to ashes in its own lust. Xolike is no longer a country; Xolike is now merely a golden sigh of history.
"The Introduing of Xolike" was born out of a simple question: What happens when the world's greatest treasure is hidden behind a wall of trust? In this story, Xolike is more than just a kingdom of gold and magic; it is a symbol of our inner peace and innocence. We often build walls around our dreams to protect them from the harsh reality of the world. But as Nicholas learned too late, the most dangerous weapon isn't a missile—it's the curiosity that lets an outsider touch your soul before you truly know their intent.
Through the tragedy of President Gorthar and his family, I wanted to explore the fragile balance between progress and protection. The Year 3000 is within us, but we must be the guardians of our own "Invisible Cage."
I hope this story leaves you with a golden sigh, reminding you that while greed can bury civilizations, the truth of their existence remains etched in the dust of history.
With love and magic.
The End
Akifa,
The Author.