After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World

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It took a few moments of absorption before the crowd burst into cheers. While the audience was clapping wildly (some people were sniffing, and a few more were sobbing outright), Mathilda slowly entered the stage.

She smiled and watched the large crowd, comfortable and patiently waiting for them to calm.

When they did, somehow, she began to speak. Her voice was both soothing and powerful, and it immediately captured everyone’s attention.

”That will be Alterra’s official hymn, do you like it?”

The crowd naturally answered the affirmative, followed by another applause, as if the emotions brought in them by the hymn still weren’t expressed enough by their previous applause.

”Some might be puzzled about what such a hymn was used for. In our case, it is to remind everyone of what they have been through, as well as to inspire people’s spirits. It will be played every time the territory lands on a major milestone like an upgrade.

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”Today, we stand at the dawn of a new era. A year into our travel here, we have carved ourselves a home, and now this home has integrated into this new world—even affecting it…” she paused, looking at the aborigines in the front rows. ”Hopefully for the better.”

The aborigines nodded sincerely and Mathilda smiled, turning to the rest of the crowd. ”This is an achievement not of an individual, but by our collective efforts.

”Everyone who participated are heroes in their own right; each of you affected and assisted Alterra’s steps to where it is now.

”From the fields, to the workshops, to the brave defenders who guarded our walls—everyone’s hard work and dedication laid the foundation on which our new Town is built.

”Congratulations to all of us, and shall we witness the birth of the legacy that will last for endless generations!”

Another burst of applause resounded across the territory, and a strong sense of pride emanated from everyone, particularly Alterrans—whether or not they were Residents.

”Now, we all know in our hearts we are one, all working to build and protect this home. We thought it’d be fitting… to have our own symbol—

”With great honor and pride, we will now unveil our emblem and our flag!” She exclaimed and everyone cheered. The aborigines were a little startled, but also not surprised in the end.

Flags and emblems were—generally—found only in cities because they symbolized an absolute place in this world.

In Xeno, if a territory ’arrogantly’ created emblems earlier than this, then it might irk others—especially those who were of the same level. Worse, they might be hated by cities themselves.

They could even get attacked just to be ’put down’ to their place, and this was why very—very—few towns dared to have their own symbols.

However, there were just places that emitted the aura of stability and strength, even if the territory was young.

Obviously, Alterra was just like those places.

In any case, everyone looked forward to the grand unveiling.

The spotlight shifted from the center of the stage to right behind it, where a pole several meters high stood erect.

It was a little dark and few people didn’t think much about it before, but now they understood what it was for. Now that they noticed, it was actually a pole located right by the park next to the Town Center.

The orchestra began to play once more, this time a bit of a different tune. The bass fanfare opened the sounds, commanding attention. This was followed by the stirring strings that rose with the banner, creating a solemn and triumphant melody.

The music swelled, reaching a crescendo, as the flag was raised high enough to reveal the image.

When the flag reached full staff, people looked at it with varying emotions, each no less profound than the other.

So this was it: the symbol that would represent their home—represent them.

The emblem was composed of a few elements. First, there was the overarching circle reminiscent of a sturdy shield. In the center, there was a towering deciduous tree with deep roots, and there were representations of the sun and the two moons seeming to float around it.

The main colors were gold, green, and blue, and it made for an overall striking image they’d be proud to wave outside around.

Mathilda let them absorb their new symbol before she began to speak. ”This is our emblem, our flag, and our symbol. This will be located in all official buildings of the territory, and all of its official carriages, letters, and the like.

”The shield is reminiscent of our own shields, our walls, and our defenders. It shall symbolize protection—whether it is the protection of our lives, our lifestyles, or our pride.

”The Broad Tree is to show growth and prosperity, its trees branching out everywhere—reaching out in all directions. This is to signify our influence, unity, and expansion.

”The Tree’s roots shall also grow deep underground—stable and strong—to show that no matter what kind of wind attacks Us, it will remain standing.

”The sun is to show our bright future, and the two moons to show Alterra’s brightness despite the world’s darkness.

”Finally, their rotation will symbolize our longevity—how we will stand the test of time.”

”The representation of what we stand for—the values we hold dear.

”Alterra shall be the symbol of strength, prosperity, and pride!” she paused, looking at the crowd, this time with a more serious expression.

”At the same time, remember that whatever one of us does, it will also reflect on our symbol, so I hope everyone would strive not to smear this image.”

A moment of silence as the people remembered this in their hearts and minds.

”Let us embrace this moment with joy, and we shall build more memories on this day with the sound of celebration. Our town, our pride, and our legacy.”

The orchestra ended the play with a triumphant finish, and Mathilda clapped her hands as she smiled at her audience.

”That concludes the formal part of our program,” she said, her solemn expression turning gentle, reminding people she was also a kind aged woman. ”Let the Party, begin!”