The Rose Palace is a very known tourism hot-spot in the New Banalands. Every year, thousands of millions of people come visit this place with one goal in mind: Seeing the Royal Rose when it first bud, or when it wilters.
It is some kind of lottery. Every year, when one least expects it, the Royal Rose opens it's first petal and shares the fragrance of it's pollen with the dreamful air in the rose garden, and when it wilters, it is assured that in the next day, the millions of roses in the garden wilters too.
This year, Emperor Bana, as a way of distracting himself from scrolling OurTube Shorts and InstaKilogram Reels, was taking a tour of the Palace. As if a Revelation or an Oracle, he assisted the moment the when the first dark-bluish petal of the Rose fell to the ground. (A 1/31,536,000 chance isn't something to laugh at indeed.)
The Roses along the road he took died with each of his step. A small smile could be seen on his handsome face. Certainly, a thorny path he must take, and his enemies aren't few, but the Banalands have seen worse, and no innocent flowers shall block his path.
The New Banalands recognises hostilities/declares war with Rose and their allies.
PS: HERE COMES MY MOOSES!!!!!!!!
PPS: (Not Moses, for those of u who can't read or aren't funny.)
