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Most Nations: 488th Largest Black Market: 843rd Most Valuable International Artwork: 1,539th+6
Largest Information Technology Sector: 1,616th Most Cultured: 1,751st Most Scientifically Advanced: 2,153rd Smartest Citizens: 2,572nd Most Beautiful Environments: 2,580th Largest Arms Manufacturing Sector: 2,640th
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Welcome to the Dimensional Rift, Established 31st of August 2019, where all realities and universes connect through science, magic and phenomena. Please note that we do not accept embassies with regions below 20 nations, some exceptions may exist.


The design of this roleplay region is to allow Nations of all settings—fantasy, sci-fi, historical, etc.—to interact in a creative and engaging atmosphere where the only limit is our collective imaginations
"Your Life...
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Your Destiny..."


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The Dimensional Rift contains 36 nations, the 488th most in the world.

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The Most Efficient Economies in The Dimensional Rift

Nations ranked highly are the most ruthlessly efficient at translating raw resources, including people, into economic output.

As a region, The Dimensional Rift is ranked 7,956th in the world for Most Efficient Economies.

1.The Unified Imperium of KanirosInoffensive Centrist Democracy“Magic is the art of thinking, not strength or language.”
2.The Holy Empire of SweenIron Fist Consumerists“Si vis pacem, para bellum”
3.The Nascencia Reshios of PlipperoustocratCivil Rights Lovefest“Tet Duvaldh Chardu”
4.The Pan-Asian Empire of Japan and Pacific StatesInoffensive Centrist Democracy“The World, Under a Japanese Roof”
5.The Harmonious Triumvirate of UrsinusScandinavian Liberal Paradise“Man maintains his balance only as he is moving forward”
6.The New State of The Free American ForcesFather Knows Best State“Our future is paved by martyrs who fell for it .”
7.The Dragoncrown Supremacy of AzucurInoffensive Centrist Democracy“No more.”
8.The Aquarius Empire of NathrasilInoffensive Centrist Democracy“We will rise”
9.The WAAAAAGH of The OrkzInoffensive Centrist Democracy“KRUMP DA GITZ, LADZ! WAAAAAGH!!!”
10.The Northern Region of ShinkouLiberal Democratic Socialists“We all live in a Pokémon world!”
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The Unified Imperium of Kaniros

Cascadian Free State wrote:When the President first arrived, he offered the Revolutionary guardsmen a respectful nod as he passed by. It probably wouldn't take him long before he found Erika.

Elijah Mac Alistair scanned his eyes across the Amphitheatre when he first arrived, his arms behind his back. He was well-dressed, in a deep navy-blue suit and a white undershirt and black tie. As was common in Cascadia, the President used to be a military man. In his case, a Captain in Army Recon. As such, he seemed quite interested in the, albeit, for now, seemingly linear training routines of the Revolutionary Army. After a while, he broke his attention from the trainees and towards Erika, "Supreme Commander Carsen, it is a pleasure to speak with you." He stated formally, extending his hand, as though to offer a handshake.

Erika closed the book and got up, she then shook his hand, "And you must be President Elijah Mac Alistair of Cascadia. The pleasure is all mine." she said.

"I didn't expect you to come meet me, at least for another day, your man told me you wanted to talk to me about further cooperation beyond the protection of the Grand Elysium, but he didn't elaborate further." Erika said, expecting the president to explain in detail what exactly he had in mind, she wasn't confident that whatever he had in mind would come to fruition, but it wouldn't hurt to at least hear him out.

The Unified Imperium of Kaniros

Kyrenaz had a lengthy conversation with Rimiris, even after the rest of the Azucurian entourage had left, Kyrenaz wanted to establish a small settlement on Gaia Ulterior to practice whatever abilities he had unlocked and had noticed the power to also reside within Rimiris.

He asked Rimiris if she would be interested in teaching those abilities to other people, students that Kyrenaz would send to FT-01 from Kaniros. Rimiris stated she would write a book on how to use the force and teach a single student how to use it so that her student could pass on the knowledge in her stead as Rimiris didn't want to be tied down to Gaia Ulterior, Kyrenaz agreed and Rimiris would stay on the surface of Gaia Ulterior for the time being.

Kyrenaz meanwhile returned to Kaniros and looked through the members of his populace, he specifically searched for someone with no magicytes in their bloodstream and no psychic powers, something that was most abundant in human population as most shydes had magicytes, and all auldrans were psychic.

He found the perfect candidate and sent her to Rimiris for training, an orphaned human girl, 17 years old, as Kyrenaz figured a younger person would have an easier time learning. Kyrenaz would name the people trained on Gaia Ulterior as Seiðr.

Before Kyrenaz had left the planet he did however compare his notes to Rimiris and found that there are two ways to draw on the force, Rimiris did so by drawing on her passions and emotions, whether it be love or hate as had been taught to her by the Sith many years ago. Kyrenaz had however discovered the ability by chance during meditation before the summit, in a moment of serenity.

So Kyrenaz and Rimiris assumed that there might be something else that allows one to access the force, and Rimiris would incorporate this into her training regime.

The Rogue Nation of The Solemnace Galleries

Cascadian Free State wrote:"Dead-end." Shephard sighed. "Both of you regroup with the Lieutenant, I'm gonna see what Everett's doing." The two soldiers nodded, joining Lieutenant Chambers' team. They awaited in that corridor for the rest of the squad to arrive.

Everett's team, on the other hand, was exploring the exhibit. Casey and Anders were looking over the soldiers on their thermal scans, "Think this is how O'Connors is pinned up?" Anders inquired. "Dunno man. Just know that I'm not gonna be carrying his fat-ass when we get 'em back." Casey replied. All the while, the Staff Sergeant was looking over some display cases of some of the items. Perhaps stupidly, he begins messing with one of the display cases. He managed to pop one of the cases open, which would bring consequences that he would surely regret.

The case was that of a tiny globe of some kind; a sphere of starry night, a hole into some faraway void.

The Staff Sergeant manages to get a look at the plaque:

Eye of the Beholder - Warp-Sorcery Foci

Then, before anybody in the room can react, the globe shoots into Staff Sergeant’s eye; vitreous and ocular tissue splatter everywhere as blood pours out of his eyesocket, the implant forcibly drilling into his head and connecting to his ocular nerve.

The Federation of Northesta

Cascadian Free State wrote:Clarke nodded to the AI, "I'll keep it nice and busy." He assured the AI. Clarke knew this was a dimension built around imagination, and he was going to take full advantage of that. He simply imagined himself with lower gravity, bounding upwards above the reach of the arms and dropping himself a solid ten meters away from the arms, however not before setting the ground below alight with plasma as a means to burn up the arms. His main objective was going to avoid being grabbed at all costs. But if he was?

He had a couple of ideas for that.

The arms turned into razor sharp whips and lunged for him, but they couldn’t reach far enough or were burned by the plasma. As he approaches the creature, it screams louder and louder, ringing in his head as if he was inside a bell. As it turns out, the thing itself didn’t have recognizable appendages.

At least until he gets close.

Suddenly, just as he gets close, he is grabbed by several appendages and slammed into the ground, causing his image of the noosphere to fade a little.

The Allied States of Hahoalki

Kaniros wrote:As the Sorcerer King had pretty much got out the door by now it was his demi human bodyguard, Alchazen Dreadtear that spoke "The Revolutionary Army should be holding her outside the Grand Elysium, as agreed, the IDC will be given full authority of her fate." he said before placing himself next to the backdoor so the King could not be followed, all other leaders would need to exit the same way they entered unless they had teleportation technologies that worked in this realm.

The Avatar nodded, then made its way out of Grand Elysium, accompanied by Ierzi. When it found Anastasia, it would approach, gazing down at her.

"You had attendants, yes? Contact them. There are arrangements to be made."

The Saturnian System

The Republic of Cascadian Free State

Kaniros wrote:Erika closed the book and got up, she then shook his hand, "And you must be President Elijah Mac Alistair of Cascadia. The pleasure is all mine." she said.

"I didn't expect you to come meet me, at least for another day, your man told me you wanted to talk to me about further cooperation beyond the protection of the Grand Elysium, but he didn't elaborate further." Erika said, expecting the president to explain in detail what exactly he had in mind, she wasn't confident that whatever he had in mind would come to fruition, but it wouldn't hurt to at least hear him out.

"Time between the Rift has proven repeatedly to have been quite the arbitrary thing. What may be a mere two hours for you, may have been half a day for me." He explains. "But onto business, because I'm sure you're quite busy. The reason I seek further cooperation has largely to do with the dangers of the Rift." He began. "It is clear to me that you have no intention of merely sticking to operations within the dimension Kaniros shares. If you had planned otherwise, I doubt you'd bother showing up at all. As you've seen, there are plenty of...Contemptible people throughout the Rift as well, ones that are in our, for a lack of a better word, Multiversal neighborhood. They prove a threat to the liberty and well-being of my country, and I have reason to believe our ideas align anyhow. Cascadia's history is stained with the blood of many martyrs who had fought their whole lives that Cascadia might be free and great, and I have no intentions to see it fall into the hands of foreigners nor maligned elements." He explained. "The coordination between Cascadia and the Revolutionary Army achieves both of our goals. The security of the Free State is preserved, and the Revolutionary Army will be that much more capable of removing tyrants."

He moved on, into the meat of the discussion. "I wished to suggest further coordination between the Revolutionary Army and the Free State of Cascadia. What this would entail specifically, depends upon what you need. Thus far, I know of one issue your Revolutionaries are having. One regarding training. I have a two-fold plan to fix this. Firstly, we have plenty of officers and Sergeants who'd be more than happy to train your men on all the essential skills needed. Secondly, there are likely many former soldiers who'd be more than happy to fight for liberty in foreign lands. Volunteers, people who've tasted combat and know what they're doing. I can open up a recruitment drive and have you, Cascadian volunteer divisions, if you so desire." He offered. "Outside of that, I wanted to propose information sharing. You inform our Office of Intelligence and Strategic Services about what you know about The Rift, and in-kind Strategic Services will share their information to the Revolutionary Army." He proposed.

"If there's anything further you wish, or any questions you need to be answered, then ask away."

The Republic of Cascadian Free State

The Solemnace Galleries wrote:The case was that of a tiny globe of some kind; a sphere of starry night, a hole into some faraway void.

The Staff Sergeant manages to get a look at the plaque:

Eye of the Beholder - Warp-Sorcery Foci

Then, before anybody in the room can react, the globe shoots into Staff Sergeant’s eye; vitreous and ocular tissue splatter everywhere as blood pours out of his eyesocket, the implant forcibly drilling into his head and connecting to his ocular nerve.

"Eye of the beholder sounds like some-" That's when it lunged into him. He immediately dropped to the ground, screaming in agony, "AAAAGGGGHHHH! DEAR...GOD...MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT F*CKING STOP!" The Staff Sergeant cried out. He began coughing violently as well, facing the ground as Specialist Casey rushed towards him, crouching down with him and trying to help him. "Jesus Christ, STAFF!" He shouts, flipping over onto his stomach and pushing himself upwards, allowing the blood and fluids to leak onto the floor as he writhed in agony.

When it was finally over, the Staff Sergeant sat there with his hand resting against his eye, spitting out the remaining gunk inside of his mouth, "What...What the f*ck happened to me?!" He said, feeling where his eye once was.
"Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. That's what happened." Casey replied, offering his Staff Sergeant a hand up, of which he promptly took, collecting his anti-materiel rifle. He hadn't fully recovered from what had just happened to him, but it was for the best that he kept going. "Let's...Let's regroup. We gotta keep goin', right?" The Staff Sergeant said, after taking a moment to adjust. Casey nodded. "Right on, Staff."

The Staff Sergeant's team regrouped with the Lieutenant's team, just as Shephard already had.

The Republic of Cascadian Free State

Northesta wrote:The arms turned into razor sharp whips and lunged for him, but they couldn’t reach far enough or were burned by the plasma. As he approaches the creature, it screams louder and louder, ringing in his head as if he was inside a bell. As it turns out, the thing itself didn’t have recognizable appendages.

At least until he gets close.

Suddenly, just as he gets close, he is grabbed by several appendages and slammed into the ground, causing his image of the noosphere to fade a little.

Clarke was abruptly brought down into the ground, however he was in part expecting this to happen eventually. Still, he had a good idea of what he could get away with by this point, and took advantage of it. He simply imagined his body being tugged upwards - with enough force not to kill him, but enough force to yank himself free of the appendages, and for the ground below him to burn while he sets himself safely down some ways away from the being. He was asked to delay the entity for as long as possible, and that's exactly what he planned to do.

The Unified Imperium of Kaniros

Cascadian Free State wrote:"Time between the Rift has proven repeatedly to have been quite the arbitrary thing. What may be a mere two hours for you, may have been half a day for me." He explains. "But onto business, because I'm sure you're quite busy. The reason I seek further cooperation has largely to do with the dangers of the Rift." He began. "It is clear to me that you have no intention of merely sticking to operations within the dimension Kaniros shares. If you had planned otherwise, I doubt you'd bother showing up at all. As you've seen, there are plenty of...Contemptible people throughout the Rift as well, ones that are in our, for a lack of a better word, Multiversal neighborhood. They prove a threat to the liberty and well-being of my country, and I have reason to believe our ideas align anyhow. Cascadia's history is stained with the blood of many martyrs who had fought their whole lives that Cascadia might be free and great, and I have no intentions to see it fall into the hands of foreigners nor maligned elements." He explained. "The coordination between Cascadia and the Revolutionary Army achieves both of our goals. The security of the Free State is preserved, and the Revolutionary Army will be that much more capable of removing tyrants."

He moved on, into the meat of the discussion. "I wished to suggest further coordination between the Revolutionary Army and the Free State of Cascadia. What this would entail specifically, depends upon what you need. Thus far, I know of one issue your Revolutionaries are having. One regarding training. I have a two-fold plan to fix this. Firstly, we have plenty of officers and Sergeants who'd be more than happy to train your men on all the essential skills needed. Secondly, there are likely many former soldiers who'd be more than happy to fight for liberty in foreign lands. Volunteers, people who've tasted combat and know what they're doing. I can open up a recruitment drive and have you, Cascadian volunteer divisions, if you so desire." He offered. "Outside of that, I wanted to propose information sharing. You inform our Office of Intelligence and Strategic Services about what you know about The Rift, and in-kind Strategic Services will share their information to the Revolutionary Army." He proposed.

"If there's anything further you wish, or any questions you need to be answered, then ask away."

“It has been about seven hours since I last met your soldier.” Erika mentioned, putting a better aspect of time for the president to go off of, she turned her head to look at the trainees. “I think it apparent that your people, feel as we do.” she said. “We did momentarily plan to see if we could help the people of Saturn and of Nathrasil, but as luck would have it, this summit idea the Sorcerer King had, actually worked.” she said. Just then a stray bolt whizzed towards them but was stopped by a one-way shield that enveloped the inner portion of the amphitheatre. The shield did not protect the trainees, but those who were watching them, the trainee that had almost shot them, ran, only for the army commander to give chase.

“Our recruitment drive, flourishes well-enough, most of our recruits are members of the states that we help.” Erika said, and turned her head to the President once, she avoided the world liberation due to personal beliefs. “But if your soldiers can sympathize with these men and women you see down there, those subjected to tyranny, degradation, and corruption, then I would welcome their aid.” Erika stated. “But the tactics we employ are very much akin to guerilla tactics when we are forced to fight. Can your officers and sergeants accommodate that?” she asked. “The revolutionary army strives to function more as a brotherhood than an army, anyone who wishes to train them, must be aware of that.” Erika noted. “But for your point on information on the rift, I’m afraid the revolutionary army does not know much, the sciences have never been our forte.” Erika stated, “That information is better asked from the Unified Imperium than us.” she stated.

Erika thought for a moment, “Some of our most senior soldiers have centuries of experience in combat and would most likely not accept a human trying to boss them around.” Erika stated and looked at the amphitheatre where the trainee that ran was being carried back in by a shyde. The shyde flung the trainee to the ground before telling the army commander to leave, so he could take over training. This shyde seemed to rank even higher than the army commanders, but it would stand to reason that even he answered to the supreme commander.

Erika looked on and said as a slight joke, “In any brotherhood, there’s the big brother. The only one the more troublesome members respect.”

The Unified Imperium of Kaniros

“Shydes, Auldrans, Humans. All men, women and children of the Imperium. Hear my voice!” Kyrenaz’ voice resounded through the Imperium, on every planet their heads turned to the sky to see a massive visage of Kyrenaz speaking to them.

“For over 27 thousand years I have ruled the known universe, I have brought a golden age to our people, I have fought against slavery, corruption, and injustice for many millennia.” The Sorcerer King spoke calmly and softly.

“I’ve seen the rise and fall of civilizations. I’ve seen time run out and the cycle repeats. I’ve seen the endless rebirth of stars, the beauty of the universe, its endless divine perfection. For everything this life has granted me, I give back!” he said and raised his hand high, the philosopher’s stone embedded in his ring flooded the planets in the warm red light of the gem.

“I offer to all, the potential to see as I do, a lifespan to rival mine, use it to do good and carry on the history of the Imperium to all, let us stand the test of time, together as one!” his voice resounded through the galaxies and his people cheered, raising their fists to the sky as the power filled them, the decrepit and old regained their youth, the sick and dying woke up, saved from their inevitable death, the crippled and wounded rose once more, their bodies restored.

“We are all, one family! And that is why it pains me to say, that this is the last gift I give.” As he said that, the cheers stopped, and his people froze as they looked at their king, he shed a single tear. “The years I have spent with you have been the best life I could have asked for, but all things must end, and so my time has come.” he said and looked at his ring. He grabbed hold of it and pulled it off his finger, placing it neatly on a pedestal in front of him. “I hereby abdicate the throne.”

As he finished his message, his body lit up, his hair became spikier as if pulled up, shining silver, his irises lost their purple and gradually greyed, a complex flaming visage of white, purple, and blue enveloped his body. The flame blazed all around him, and he gave one last smirk before he became entirely shrouded in the flame and vanished, as the flames died, the King was nowhere to be seen.

The people knew not what had happened, but deep down they knew, this was the last time they’d see him. The people cried out, this day the Shydes, Auldrans and Humans united in a choir of grief and sorrow for their king, the man that had guided children, adults, and elderly from birth to grave. A man who had watched his people grow with pride, like a father watching his son stand on his own two feet for the first time, or speaking his first word.

Kyrenaz was distraught more than anything as he sat upon a blackened rock far from his home, he wept softly, for he knew he could never return now, not after how he had left them the way he did. He had sealed his own future, his people would continue to love him for eons to come, but for now, it was best they think him dead.

“Is this truly for the best.” a voice said behind him, and Kyrenaz sprung up, his arms blazing up in intense flames as he looked upon the being that had come to talk. “Relax, Sorcerer King, it is unlike one of your stature to be so surprised.”

“Who – who are you?” Kyrenaz said, not dropping his guard.

“I am that which your people have sought from the day they first looked to the skies, Kyrenaz. I am Omozul.” the being said, he looked to be made entirely of golden energy, “You have reached the summit of what a mortal can become, you have broken all limits and taken your destiny into your own hands. So allow me to be the first to congratulate you. Kyrenaz Kanir, the first transcendent of Maliknasg.”

Meanwhile, in the palace.
All four of the Sorcerer King's children were watching the last moments of their father, yet they did not feel any grief, did an absentee father really deserve their grief?

But the thing that weighed most on their minds was not the death of their father, but which of them would inherit the throne, Suzuni had been the heiress and most humans favoured her as she most resembled her father.

There were solid claims that Atirre should be crowned queen, she had far more experience with ruling than any of her rivals, most Shydes and adventurers favoured her over Suzuni.

The third candidate, Illuli was a highly intelligent woman, a favourite among the highly intelligent race of Auldrans, but she had never before shown any interest in the Sorcerer’s throne.

The fourth and last candidate was Athreric, it had reached most of the Imperium that he was awake and the most warlike members of the populace would favour him.

For the species other than the three major species, they were divided, Demihumans would differ from tribe to tribe, the resimesar would of course favour no one.

The almatzi would no doubt favour the intelligent princess, Illuli, as they had many things in common, even aside from their keen intelligence.

The marsupial panzari were savage hunters and would support either Atirre or Athreric, whichever would first bear their fangs.

The quolden were kings men at heart, they’d serve whoever ended up as the king, but their favour would be with Suzuni.

The final race of note were the Dragons, if anyone could win their favour than that heir would have their victory assured, but dragons and politics did not go well together, they would most likely not enter into this matter.

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