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The Chronicle of Akakor
After traveling for three weeks on the eastern ocean, they arrived at the mouth of the Great River. Here a
smaller vessel had been waiting for them, which took them to the upper reaches of the Black River. On the
last part of their journey, they were accompanied by scouts of the Ugha Mongulala. They made their way to
the Great Cataract on the border between Brazil and Peru on canoes and were at that point barely twenty
hours’ walk away from Akakor. Altogether, the German soldiers’ journey took them five moons.

So the German soldiers reached Akakor. And so they established themselves. They came
open-heartedly. They brought gifts and a thousand and one powerful weapons for the fight
against the White Barbarians. And the high council spoke thus: "This is the beginning of the
empire’s rebirth. No longer need the Chosen Servants flee. The warriors return with honor to
the struggle. They will avenge the crimes of the White Barbarians. For they are owls’ servants
and are lusting for war; they are seducers and blasphemers. Their hearts are false, black and
white at the same time. But the bequest of the Gods will be fulfilled. They are facing death."
The arrival of the German soldiers in Akakor gave rise to a period of intense activity. The new allies trained
1,000 warriors of the Ugha Mongulala in the use of the new weapons for which we have no names even
today. In the language of our allies they are called rifles, automatic pistols, revolvers, hand grenades,
double-edged knives, inflatable boats, tents, gas masks, telescopes, and other mysterious war equipment.
Chosen scouts brought news about the impending war to the Ugha Mongulala. The hunters laid in large
stores of meat. The women wove and made shoes for the men. Under the instruction of the German soldiers
they also made large leather pouches. These were filled with an easily inflammable brown liquid that came
from secret sources in the mountains known only to the priests. In case of a surprise attack by the enemy,
the warriors were to pour this liquid into the rivers and set fire to it. A single torch would be sufficient to
turn the rivers into a gigantic sea of flames. During these preparations for war in Akakor, an army of 12,000
warriors with German soldiers in command gathered at the eastern frontier of the empire on the upper
reaches of the Red and Black Rivers. The men waited for the agreed sign to attack. They wanted to wage a
just war which could only end with victory.

Now we want to tell of Akakor, of the festivals in the Great Temple of the Sun, and the prayers
of the priests. They lifted their faces to the sky; they implored the Gods for help. This was the
cry of their hearts: "Oh beautiful light, heart of heaven, heart of the earth, donor of abundance.
Give us your strength, grant us your power. Let our warriors achieve victory on the roads and
the paths, in the ravine and on the waters, in the forest and in the liana wilderness."

The war never took place. At exactly the time when the German leaders thought that victory was theirs, they
lost. The last group of German soldiers, accompanied by women and children, reported the absolute defeat
of their people. The superior forces of the enemy had destroyed their country and laid waste to the land.
Only precipitate flight had saved them from captivity. From now on, no help could be expected from
Germany.

The arrival of the last German soldiers caused dismay and despair in my people. Since their allies could not
land on the eastern coast of Brazil, war against the White Barbarians was impossible. Hope in the rebirth of
the empire faltered. The high council ordered the warriors to return to Akakor. Together with the other
members of the Ugha Mongulala they decided on the fate of the German soldiers, whose presence in the
capital was connected with almost insoluble problems. They belonged to an alien world unfamiliar with the
bequest of the Gods. They lived according to different laws and understood neither our language nor our
script. But my people could not send them back to their own country either. The allies would be taken into
captivity and betray the secret of Akakor. Reluctantly, the high council decided to grant Reinha’s request.
The Chosen Servants accepted the German soldiers forever. Like the Goths 1,500 years earlier, they became
an integral part of my people, linked to them according to the bequest of the Gods.

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