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Several crucial parts of this faction’s lore involve institutionalized systems of servitude, ritualized humiliation, and sexual power imbalances. The Imperium of Dragons is a constructed villain faction to be understood, NOT endorsed. Its theology, legal treatment of women as described below and all related doctrines are meant to be intriguing, seductive, but morally indefensible.
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Imperium of Dragons
The collapse of Communist China was precipitated by a series of catastrophic events that reshaped the nation’s political landscape. By 2069, the remnants of the Communist government were barely holding on, besieged by widespread uprisings fueled by decades of oppression. The tipping point came in Beijing, where the people’s uprising had reached a fever pitch. They founded the Imperium of Dragons as the communists were annihilated.
In 2295, the Imperium symbolizes a blend of ancient tradition and modern innovation. Governed by an Emperor and his Head of Harem, the Imperium maintains a police force renowned for its vigilance, fairness, and unflinching resolve, making it arguably the safest nation on Earth. Its military, unmatched in prowess, contends with its foes for dominance: with the Alliance, the Directorate and the Covenant on Earth, Osram (the Moon), Venus and on Mars.
In Imperium culture, thrall usage and ownership of all kinds are not only considered acceptable but also respected as a symbol of wealth, strength, and influence.
Blood Swallow
(血燕, Xuè Yàn)
Humane yet disposable, honored yet forgotten—the Blood Swallows represent the Imperium’s solution to an age-old problem: how to wage war without spending citizens. These Radi-Human women emerge from Imperial cultivation facilities at biological age nineteen, twin daggers already familiar in their hands, minds filled with glory and purpose. The official position is compassionate: synthetic warriors spare real families from sacrifice. No mother weeps for a Blood Swallow. No father buries his daughter.
Origin
Blood Swallows descend from research stolen during Meiya Ji’s escape from Imperial custody. The genius bio-psi engineer’s original work focused on high-grade Radi-Humans—sapient, powerful, individually cultivated synthetic humans immune to cosmic radiation. Imperial military scientists pursued a different application: mass production of expendable infantry. Because Meiya’s surviving data skewed heavily toward female cultivation protocols, the program produces women exclusively. This limitation is presented as intentional design.
Combat Role
Speed and aggression define Blood Swallow doctrine. Each of these women wields twin Zephyrium Daggers in a style emphasizing relentless offense—multiple strikes per second, constant movement, no pause for defense. Their Radi-Human physiology grants reflexes and stamina above baseline humans, though still surpassed by trained military personnel. Minimal armor means mobility over protection. A Blood Swallow who stops moving dies. Casualties are expected and calculated into deployment planning.
The Virgin Weapon
From emergence, Blood Swallows receive intensive indoctrination alongside combat training. They are taught they represent the Imperium’s highest ideals—beauty, sacrifice, devotion to civilization. They are also kept virgin throughout active service. Radi-Human aging halts until biological age twenty or loss of virginity, whichever comes first. Preserved purity extends combat effectiveness by months, sometimes a full additional year. The justification is tactical, but the effect is isolation. Physical intimacy of any kind is forbidden. Some form deep emotional bonds regardless. These are tolerated but not acknowledged.
Retirement
Approximately 6.9% of Blood Swallows survive past three years of service. By then, normal aging has begun and combat efficiency degrades. The beautiful ones receive “honorable civilian transition” to government-affiliated brothels at below-market contract prices. The work is framed as continued service: you served with your blade, now serve with your body.
Blood Swallows who’ve lost both combat utility and physical appeal simply stop appearing in records. No formal discharge. No pension. No acknowledgment.
Forever Forsaken
Blood Swallows cannot become Supplicants. Mass production strips psionic potential entirely—an intentional cost-saving measure that conveniently prevents them from accessing the Imperium’s primary path to female advancement. Citizens who learn these details rarely dwell on them. The alternative seems obviously worse. And the Blood Swallows themselves believe in their purpose. They die gloriously, most of them. The ones who survive long enough to understand their situation have already aged out of anyone’s concern.
Rust Crow
(鏽鴉, Xiù Yā)
Rust Crows are the Imperium’s baseline ranged infantry—real men, not manufactured, wielding Kinetic Crossbows as scouts and strikers. Before Blood Swallows existed, Rust Crows were THE Imperium soldier. Now they provide ranged cover while Swallows dive in, the two classes forming the backbone of Imperial ground warfare.
Recruitment
Recruitment draws from men who failed academically in Neo-Confucian society or simply have nothing left to lose. Requirements are simple: good health, determination, and willingness to endure. Training is brutal—long-distance running, accuracy under duress, and mental reconditioning to withstand stress without breaking. The result is disciplined soldiers required to maintain respectable manners toward all Imperial citizens, their primal impulses permitted release only in private.
Compensation
Benefits include full tax exemption, government housing, and municipal services. The true draw for many: senior Rust Crows (Sergeant and above) earn the privilege of “evaluating” retiring Blood Swallows before brothel placement. This legal access to virgin or near-virgin women with no emotional complications motivates enlistment despite staggering mortality rates. The promise keeps recruitment numbers steady.
The 6%
Approximately 6% of Rust Crows are female. They receive maternity allowances and often find husbands through service—arguably the least exploited population in the Imperial military system.
Retirement
Veterans who survive to retirement receive benefits. Some become security personnel or live comfortably on savings. Many struggle: years of suppressed impulses and conditioning leave them spending recklessly on brothels and recreational drugs. The Imperium offers a “Civilian Life Reintegration Program” for those wise enough to take it. Those few get something like a good ending.
Field Command
Sergeants and above may assume field command duties, directing both Rust Crow formations and Blood Swallow assault waves.
Peon
苦役兵 (Kǔyì Bīng)
Peons are male Radi-Humans produced from a 22nd-century cultivation line—the Imperium’s oldest functional synthetic human program. Low-grade, non-psionic, and mass-producible, they handle construction, repair, mining, and every task too arduous for citizens. The production line never succeeded in creating stable female workers; early attempts produced severe psychological defects. Male specimens proved cheaper and more reliable.
Current Peons are deliberately undersized: sufficient muscle for labor, insufficient for combat. Earlier generations were larger and stronger. They were also responsible for documented cases of sexual assault. The Imperium reduced physical capacity in subsequent production cycles.
The Flaw
All Peon generations share a persistent defect: intense sexual fixation. Documented behaviors include stalking women, stealing/smelling undergarments, and unwanted physical contact. Peons are kept strictly separated from the general populace. Mandatory breaks every eleven hours allow them to view pornography and masturbate, officially termed “urge prevention protocols.”
The Imperium classifies this as a manufacturing defect requiring management. Internal documentation frames Peons as inherently dangerous to women.
Proximity Restrictions
Blood Swallows and Peons are never permitted in the same space. Commanders who violate this directive face penalties ranging from severe fines to execution. Official justification cites “worker safety protocols.”
The actual concern remains unspoken: two exploited Radi-Human populations, each capable of liberating the other.
The Suppressed Study
A 2288 internal study discovered something the Imperium has never publicly acknowledged.
When a woman a Peon finds attractive allows him to view and suckle her breasts for fifteen minutes, his agitation ceases entirely. If she then embraces him for eight minutes afterward, his predatory behaviors vanish permanently. During this process, Peons typically weep uncontrollably, some crying “Mama” repeatedly.
Following such contact, Peons develop normal cognitive function and emotional regulation. They also lose all conditioned submission, developing instead fierce protectiveness toward the woman involved and an intense desire for freedom.
The study’s findings were classified. Its authors do not appear in current Imperial records.
Conjurer
(咒靈師, Zhòu Líng Shī)
Conjurers are the Imperium’s psionic elite—children plucked from families for their innate potential, forged into weapons of immense destructive power. Their path demands total commitment: separation from blood relatives, decades of secluded training, and mastery of Eclipse and Lunar schools that reshape both battlefield and psyche.
Selection and Severance
The Imperium identifies psionic potential early. Children displaying aptitude are taken to secretive academies, their families compensated with substantial payments and elevated societal status. The exchange is framed as honor. Parents who refuse face social pressure and quiet professional consequences. Most accept. The children rarely see their birth families again.
The Long Path
Training spans fifteen to twenty years. Students learn spell theory, combat application, meditation techniques to manage Aether flow, and the mental disciplines necessary to channel Eclipse magic without fragmenting. The curriculum is grueling. Washout rates approach 40%. Those who fail become minor bureaucrats or instructors—useful, but forever marked as insufficient.
Celibacy is enforced throughout training. The academies teach that sexual energy diverts Aether from proper cultivation. Students learn to suppress desire as they suppress fear, pain, and doubt. This changes upon reaching Lord Conjurer rank.
The Lord Conjurer Privilege
Advancement to Lord Conjurer—typically achieved in one’s early thirties—unlocks the right to keep Supplicants. After decades of enforced celibacy, this privilege carries weight beyond mere status. A Lord Conjurer may maintain up to three Supplicants simultaneously, using them for Aether amplification in combat and ritual spellcasting.
The system is self-reinforcing. Young Conjurers endure years of denial knowing the reward awaits. The promise shapes behavior, ensuring compliance and ambition in equal measure.
The Female Path
Women can become Conjurers through standard academy training. Many do. However, an alternative route exists. The path is faster than academy training. Whether it’s advancement or exploitation depends on who’s telling the story…
…to serve as Supplicant to an established Lord Conjurer.
Supplicant
靈妾 (Língqiè) — “Psionic Concubine”
Sacred yet carnal, obscene yet essential, Supplicants are psionically-gifted individuals bound in service to Lord Conjurers within the Imperium of Dragons. The role combines practical function—Aether amplification, spell channeling, psionic support—with sexual obligations to their assigned master. While predominantly female, male Supplicants exist in smaller numbers. Only Conjurers holding the rank of Lord or higher may keep Supplicants, with the practice regulated through the Ministry of Celestial Harmony. A Lord Conjurer may keep up to three simultaneously; higher ranks permit more.
Function
In combat and ritual spellcasting, Supplicants serve as living batteries and amplifiers. A Supplicant can channel her own Aether reserves into her master’s spell, extending duration or boosting potency beyond what the Conjurer could achieve alone. More advanced techniques allow the Supplicant to act as a conduit, her body serving as a secondary focal point for complex workings. This is not without risk—Aether depletion leaves Supplicants weakened for days, and serving as a conduit for Eclipse magic can cause internal burns or psychological scarring.
Optimal Numbers
Most Lord Conjurers maintain 2 or 3 Supplicants simultaneously. This number reflects decades of institutional experience. A single Supplicant creates dependency risks—if she falls ill, depletes her Aether, or requires recovery time after intensive channeling, her master loses access to amplification entirely. 4 or more introduces complications of a different nature: competition for attention breeds resentment, scheduling intimate encounters becomes logistically fraught, and the emotional labor of managing multiple relationships while maintaining combat readiness exhausts even disciplined Conjurers. Ministry guidelines recommend two as the standard configuration, with exceptions granted only to those demonstrating capacity for larger households. Veterans of the system describe the arrangement bluntly: one to use, one to recover.
The Unarmored Conduit
For operations demanding maximum psionic output, some Lord Conjurers employ a technique considered extreme even by Imperium standards. The principle is well-documented: exposed skin conducts Aether more efficiently than covered flesh, with fabric acting as insulation that dampens energy transfer. A Supplicant bathed immediately before deployment—pores open, skin flushed, perspiration just beginning to bead—becomes a vastly more efficient conduit when stripped bare. Every drop of sweat carries Aether that would otherwise be trapped beneath silk.
The tactical mathematics are straightforward. A nude Supplicant channeling at full capacity can boost her master’s spell potency by 666% to 699% beyond what clothed amplification achieves. The costs are equally obvious: she cannot be armored, cannot easily retreat, and draws enemy attention the moment she’s spotted.
Certain Lord Conjurers have built reputations around the practice nonetheless. Their reasoning varies—some cite operational necessity, others efficiency, a few simply stop pretending the justification matters. The Ministry permits it. The Supplicants’ contracts permit it. Whether the women themselves would choose it, given real alternatives, remains a question the Imperium prefers not to ask.
Why Women Choose This Path
The uncomfortable truth: becoming a Supplicant represents one of the fastest paths to psionic advancement available to women in Imperium society. Sexual intercourse resulting in internal ejaculation creates conditions for Aether transfer between partners. Over time, repeated exposure can expand the recipient’s psionic capacity and even awaken latent affinities. A woman born with modest Lunar potential might develop Eclipse capabilities after years serving an Eclipse-dominant Lord Conjurer. Many of the Imperium’s most powerful female Conjurers served in this role earlier in their careers. The system perpetuates itself: women who rose through it often defend it as “the path that made them strong.”
Families also sell daughters into Supplicant contracts for status advancement or direct payment. A daughter placed with a prestigious Lord Conjurer elevates her entire household’s standing. The practice is most common among minor noble houses seeking connections to established magical lineages.
Contract Terms
Standard contracts run seven years, after which the Supplicant may negotiate renewal, transfer, or release. Released Supplicants retain whatever psionic development they gained and often leverage their enhanced abilities into independent careers—as mercenaries, as minor Conjurers in their own right, or as instructors training the next generation. Some negotiate permanent arrangements, choosing the security of an established household over independence. Others are released early if their masters lose status, die, or simply tire of them.
The Imperium frames Supplicant service as a contractual arrangement rather than ownership, though the distinction is largely semantic. However, certain protections exist: a Supplicant is legally considered part of her master’s household, granting her noble status during service. She cannot be transferred without Ministry approval. Physical abuse beyond “reasonable discipline” is grounds for contract termination. Most critically: a Lord Conjurer whose Supplicant dies or commits suicide under his care faces immediate investigation. These rules exist less from humanitarian concern than practical calculation. Supplicants represent significant investments. The Imperium protects its assets.
Outside Perception
Other factions view the Supplicant system with reactions ranging from disgust to grudging acknowledgment of its effectiveness. Alliance observers call it “slavery with extra steps.” Directorate analysts note its efficiency in developing psionic talent while criticizing its gender dynamics. The Covenant condemns it as moral corruption—though quietly studies its Aether transfer mechanisms.
Within the Imperium, Supplicants occupy an ambiguous social position: higher than servants, lower than wives, pitied by some, envied by others. Former Supplicants who achieve prominence rarely discuss their years of service. Those who do speak often describe the experience in contradictory terms—degrading yet transformative, exploitative yet opportunity-granting.
Casualties among Supplicants deployed this way run significantly higher than standard operations.
Draconic Engine
(龍核車, Lónghé Chē)
The Draconic Engine stands as a testament to the Imperium of Dragons’s unyielding pursuit of dominance. The Havok-Class Warhead Launcher on it is the most devastating artillery of any tank in the known world, it has outpaced even American technology in terms of raw firepower. Each miniaturized nuke from its cannon has the capability to reduce enemy formations to rubble. Though unparalleled in strength, the Draconic Engine is notorious for its splash damage, often resulting in friendly fire and collateral damage.
The Draconic Engine’s fission-based battery and emissions have terrible environmental implications, severely polluting the vicinity wherever it’s deployed. This has drawn particular disdain from environmentally-conscious people, who see the weapon as a symbol of the Imperium’s disregard for both human life and the planets it has control over.
Dragonfort
(龍堡艦, Lóng Bǎo Jiàn)
The Dragonfort is less a warship than a mobile seat of Imperial authority. When the Ruby Throne dispatches a Dragonfort, it sends a fully-functioning slice of Imperium civilization: the hierarchy, the cultivation apparatus, the judgment halls, everything needed to conquer territory and govern it immediately afterward. Armed with plasma cannon arrays, antimatter missiles, railgun batteries, and the Phoenix Roost Matrix, a single Dragonfort can shatter fleets and pacify worlds.
Crew Hierarchy
Life aboard a Dragonfort mirrors Imperium society in miniature. Peons and Blood Swallows occupy windowless barracks in the lower decks—communal sleeping racks, recycled air, nutrition paste. Conditions hover at survival-minimum. Rust Crows and support staff receive functional quarters: private bunks, mess hall access, limited recreation. Adequate without comfort.
Conjurers enjoy accommodations befitting their station—private chambers with meditation spaces and access to the cultivation facilities. The Lord Conjurer commands from the Celestial Quarters at the ship’s heart: an opulent residence rivaling planetary palaces, complete with audience chambers, private gardens under artificial sun-lamps, and exclusive cultivation facilities where he and his Supplicants maintain their power.
Chamber of Ascending Dragons (昇龍閣)
Dedicated Triad Confluence facilities occupy a protected section of the ship’s interior. Here, Conjurers and their Supplicants perform regular cultivation—maintaining combat readiness during extended deployments, deepening Aether bonds, training junior Supplicants in the sacred positions. The chambers feature temperature-controlled environments, specialized furnishings, medical monitoring, and recovery suites. Access is strictly rank-controlled.
Phoenix Roost Matrix (丹穴陣)
The Dragonfort’s ultimate weapon draws from principles documented in the oldest Imperial cultivation texts. Activation requires the Lord Conjurer and his most trusted Supplicant to enter the Matrix Chamber at the ship’s core. Both disrobe completely. Wired suction cups connect to acupoints across their bodies, linking their nervous systems directly to the ship’s psionic amplification arrays.
Then they make love. The Lord Conjurer must bring his Supplicant to climax without reaching his own. Her orgasm triggers the Matrix—Aether drawn from her deepest reserves, amplified through crystalline conduits, released as a devastating psionic storm that obliterates everything in the Dragonfort’s vicinity while preserving those aboard.
The weapon’s requirements create tactical limitations no engineering can circumvent. Trust between the pair must be absolute. Typical activation takes twenty to forty minutes of sustained intimacy. Afterward, the Supplicant collapses into exhausted sleep requiring hours of recovery. The Lord Conjurer may dress and resume command immediately. Imperial tacticians consider the Phoenix Roost Matrix a weapon of last resort—its power undeniable, its cost a Lord Conjurer’s most precious asset rendered temporarily useless.
Planetary Fortress Mode
When a Dragonfort descends and anchors to a planetary surface, it transforms from warship to administrative center. Landing struts extend. Hull sections reconfigure into walls and gates. The dragon prow becomes a ceremonial entrance. Within hours, the Dragonfort establishes judgment halls, detention facilities, barracks deployment, and communication arrays linking to Imperial command. A landed Dragonfort declares Imperial sovereignty over everything within weapon range.
The Dragon Prow
Every Dragonfort features an ornate dragon head at its bow—scaled plating in crimson and gold, eyes glowing with sensor arrays, jaws housing the primary plasma batteries. The design references ancient Chinese river warships, scaled to cosmic proportions. When the Phoenix Roost Matrix fires, the psionic storm emanates from the dragon’s open maw. Survivors describe the sight as the dragon breathing—a wave of visible energy cascading outward, dissolving everything it touches. The image is deliberate. The Imperium wants its enemies to see a dragon descending from heaven to devour them.
Ao Qin the Crimson Dragon
赤龍敖欽
“Yang rises while Ying kneels. Absolute as nature wills.”
(陽起陰降。天之本相。)
— The First Commandment of Ao Qin, inscribed on the Ruby ThroneAo Qin governs every expression of fire in the Seven Realms: literal flame, blood heat, battlefield rage, physical courage, and the hunger of lust. All share one root in his theology — primal fire burning in the human body. Where other traditions teach restraint of these forces, the Imperium teaches mastery through full expression. Suppression is weakness. Honest desire, pursued without apology, is strength.
He sits above all other figures in the Imperial divine hierarchy. The Crimson Dragon is state religion. Every citizen knows his name. Every soldier carries his mark.
Domains
On Women
Ao Qin’s doctrine does not pretend women are equal to men. Fire rises. Water flows downward. Both are natural and necessary. Women serve the Imperium’s flame most effectively as vessels, Supplicants, concubines, and mothers.
This belief has shaped Imperial law in ways outsiders struggle to categorize as mercy or exploitation. When a woman commits a crime that would see a man executed, the Imperium rarely issues the same sentence. Women assessed as genetically viable — judged on health, beauty, and reproductive potential — are instead offered a choice: death alongside their guilt, or life in binding servitude to someone who can make use of them sexually. The overwhelming majority choose life. The Imperium frames this without apology: executing a woman of good genes destroys an asset the empire cannot recover. Enslaving her preserves it.
The practical consequence is a quiet hierarchy among Imperium women where beauty and ample endowments function as informal legal protection. A plain woman convicted of the same crime as a beautiful one may face strikingly different outcomes. The Ministry calls this genetic optimization. Most outside observers call it abomination.
On Buddha
Ao Qin’s doctrine is explicit: Detachment is extinction. Gender is absolute. Equality is delusion. The fire in every human soul demands hierarchy, because the masculine flames must burn hotter than others. Ao Qin teaches that desire is the root of greatness and should be fed until it consumes everything in its path.
For this reason, the Imperium forbids Buddha worship throughout its territories. Shrines are demolished. Texts are confiscated. Practitioners face re-education or exile. The Crimson Dragon tolerates many faiths beneath his shadow — but not the one that teaches his fire should be humbled.
Citizens of the Imperium learn his tenets from childhood. Men and women are molded to lead and follow. Dominate and serve. The Crimson Dragon sees and rewards those who feed the hierarchy and consumes those who cannot accept their place.
Stripped naked, chained, and determined to live, she moans laboriously to arouse and impress him, proving that she is useful to the Imperium enslaved, sexually exploitable, breedable…and alive.
The Triad Confluence
參合流 (Sānhéliú)
The Triad Confluence is the Imperium’s formalized cultivation technique for Aether transfer between a Lord Conjurer and his Supplicants. The rite combines intimate physical contact with psionic energy exchange, allowing Supplicants to absorb their master’s Aether signature and develop abilities beyond their natural potential.
The technique requires one Lord Conjurer and two to three Supplicants, each assuming a designated position based on rank and experience. Sessions typically last thirty minutes to two hours, conducted weekly in most households.
The Three Positions
Sweat-Jade (汗玉)
“The Foundation”
The Supplicant positions herself behind her Lord, kneeling upright against his back. Her breasts press firmly against him—Dānzhōng gate to spine—as she moves in slow, controlled vertical motions. Up and down, grinding steadily, maintaining the rhythm that anchors the entire rite. This is physical labor. Her thighs burn. Her core strains. Sweat beads on her skin as she works to keep pace with her seniors. Breath control becomes essential, as breaking synchronization disrupts the ritual’s energy flow.
No seed enters her body. Aether transfers gradually through sustained pressure between her primary gate and his back. New Supplicants spend their first months or years here, building the stamina and breath control that will serve them throughout their careers. The position’s name honors what she gives: her sweat (汗) transformed into something precious (玉) through disciplined effort.
Lotus-Sword (蓮劍)
“The Front Gate”
The Supplicant kneels before her master to perform fellatio. This is the default position and the seat of greatest Aether transfer. The master’s semen enters her mouth upon climax, and she swallows completely—every drop carries concentrated Aether her body integrates over hours. Enhancement scales with volume, creating competition among ambitious Supplicants who study technique rigorously.
However, if the master’s Aether concentration exceeds what she can process, the overflow can cause mental damage—from mild disorientation to permanent cognitive scarring. Most career Supplicants spend the majority of their service here, accepting the risk for the reward.
Sky-Rift (天裂)
“The Crown”
The Supplicant stands facing her master in deep kiss while he touches her freely. Reserved for the most senior Supplicant or the woman the master intends to marry. Unlike other positions, Aether flows bidirectionally—she may give more than she gains.
But efficiency isn’t the point. The Sky-Rift alone controls the ritual’s duration and participates as partner rather than vessel. Elevation to this position signals serious romantic consideration; many Conjurer-Supplicant marriages began here.
Practice Notes
Post-climax, Supplicants rest several hours while their bodies integrate transferred energy. Strenuous activity during this period is discouraged. The Sweat-Jade’s technique can extend or accelerate proceedings; the Sky-Rift monitors for signs the Lotus-Sword is approaching overload.
The system exemplifies Imperial philosophy: hierarchical, transactional, and effective. Other factions condemn the ethics while quietly studying the results.
