Referencing the Leviathan Arc from Worm

Would the Iranian military be able to effectively repel the invaders, and would Iraq take advantage of the chaos unfolding inside Iran to launch a counter offensive? Would Ayatollah Khomeini declared the invaders as heathens and enemies of Allah and the Islamic Revolution? Would that lead to a holy war, because the Ayatollah would definitely sell the war against the other side of the gate as some kind of jihad? What would the major world powers do once they learn about the existence of the gate? Just something I'm curious about.

Some rules: not including the world wars, or the Cold War. in general, wars that happened before, during, and after the world wars.

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It is the middle of desert storm or iraqi freedom, the imperial march in and they see they are surround by sand and then caught in the cross fire with the western nations and iraq, what happens next?

Has anyone read GATE: Thus NATO Fought There fanfic?

It's a GATE and Fallout crossover book inspired by the Wattpad book "GATE old world blues" by user444890.

I love how he does the comment sections when a chapter has the media involved. The recent chapter almost felt like this subreddit in a way.

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Hektor was tapping his white finger against the dark table, and the room they were in was small and almost rectangular, matching the dark color of the furniture.

"You want to know something?" Mog said, his yellow eyes shining, "I heard, that every few years, a man's...persons...body changes. Something about cells or atoms or whatever they call it."

Hektor raised an eyebrow, "Really?"

"I believe it. I mean...I know I'm a different man from such a time."

"You'll find no disbelief from me. I was still a boy then. With a whole host of...crazy thoughts. Adventure...riches, beautiful women, things such as...that."

"All boy's dream of that, there's no shame in childhood."

"Dream..." Hektor sighed. He placed his elbows on the table, and then he took them away and sat back, thinking. "Looking back on it all, sometimes it feels like a dream doesn't it?"

Mog watched him. He drummed his claw against the desk as Hektor next said, "In..indulge me in something."

"Sure."

"What's the first memory you have?"

Mog seemed slightly surprised by the question, but he also seemed to dwell and think hard on it next. "For me..." Hektor said, "I remember, when I was young, I was out in the fields, with my brother. Pa was waving to us, he was building a fence and I think we were helping him. Carrying bricks and all that. But I was so small I could only carry one. Markus...he could already do with several but he did have a few years on me."

Mog nodded, "I...remember being in a cave, with my mother. It was storming harshly outside, and me and my siblings were...scared. But mother kept us huddled close to her. And...well a lot's happened since then."

Hektor smiled, the first time he'd ever done so. To Mog, he looked like no soldier he'd ever seen. Just a boy. "That's not terrible, right?"

Mog returned it with a half, "No, not at all. I think about her a lot."

"My Pa..." Hektor looked away, he was tapping his foot against the floor and he was doing it hard, "my Pa always said my Mother was the best woman he ever knew but he never said anything about her to me. My brother, well, he didn't talk about her much neither."

There was something in Hektor's eye. Mog stopped smiling, "Ginza..." he said. The kid looked at him. "Truth be told I wasn't at the front line all that much. If I was I probably wouldn't be here right now."

"Oh...I'm...sorry."

"No fault of your's. I...saw the helicopters, thought they were dragons," he chuckled, "what a crazy thought."

"We couldn't have known."

"No. However, we should've known to have blown that thing sky high. The magic men, they could've done it. A right study they are."

Hektor shook his head, "I done studied them."

To see the boy actually show a bit of aggression for something took Mog back a little. He tilted his head a bit, "Do tell."

Hektor seemed to realize his aggression and looked away, rubbing his head he said, "My apologies...It's just...I knew someone important to me who was servant to a wizard."

"Slave?"

"S-Slave yes."

"Well...I'm sorry to hear that. You wanna tell me who?"

"What were you saying about Ginza?"

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If my math is correct, Japan asked the Saderans for about five hundred suwani in reperations, one of which has 60 grams of gold. Therefore, they were asking for around 33 tons of gold if my math is correct. Now for reference the United States has about 8 tons of gold going around for a standard and Rome had 1 ton through its history. So just how much gold do the Saderans have? They have an empire spanning the entire continent of Eurasia so it's not improbable for them to have all this gold but it's also pretty silly to ask for this amount given Japan getting that much would crash the worlds economy.

Now personally, I like the storytelling, original characters, and character arcs.

But I really hate the portrayal of the U.S. and NATO's military capabilities in Falmart, I also hate how comedically overpowered the Empire is, like wtf you mean they are adapting THAT FAST to 2025 (the story is set in 2025 if I remember) military technology?!

Hello, this is the first chapter of a Gate or at least gate inspired fanfiction (that also crosses over with another story), I started writing. This is the first time I'm writing a fanfiction and I would appreciate any feedback. I'm also not a native English speaker, so if you notice mistakes or don't understand something please tell me. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this first chapter.

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Chapter 1

A very strange arrival

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They felt restless. They were surrounded by others that seemed as uncomfortable as they felt. That morning they had lots of their favourite food served. They were very happy about that, but they knew what it meant, today was going to be very stressful and scary. They ruffled their feathers. They wanted to run away, but they didn’t. They were surrounded by their family and friends, and especially their childhood friend was just next to them, and they trusted their friend. That’s why they managed to calm themself and stay still.

He could barely contain his excitement. In his sixteen years of life he had never been part of such an important event. His father wanted him to follow in his footsteps and become a merchant, but he had always dreamed bigger. He wanted to be famous and revered. He wanted to ascend to nobility. And this was his chance. He would become a great hero and bring civilization to the barbarians, just like in the stories his mother read to him.

He was absolutely terrified. His shoulders ached from the unfamiliar weight of his issued armour and his feet hurt from the constant marching. He already missed his parents and his big sister. They had just celebrated his coming of age ceremony when the imperial messengers passed through his village to announce the draft. His mother had barely been able to hold back her tears before the messengers left. His father seemed paralysed from shock while his sister was fuming with rage. He himself was downcast and felt resigned. He had already seen something similar years ago when his three older brothers had been drafted. At the time he had been excited and jealous of them. He thought they were going on some kind of adventure, but they never came back from it. Years of hardship followed for his family, and when things finally looked up, this happened. He shook his head and focused on the present again. He was determined to survive this. He heard that you could plunder valuables after a battle. Maybe that would allow them a better life in the village.

She felt a mix of anticipation and dread. She had trained her whole life for a moment like this. Twenty years of extensive training and education in anything her teachers could think of, even make-up, dancing and proper dressing, all three of which her mother insisted on, since according to her, she was still a lady. At first she resented her mother, even if she enjoyed dancing a lot, but eventually she begrudgingly had to accept that her mother had a point. Even if she didn’t want to, she had to behave properly if she wanted to survive in the imperial court. She chuckled at the thought that despite already having survived a few fights with her life on the line, the court was still scarier. She was roused from her thoughts by her mount, a griffon she had named Scarlet due to his bright red mane. She could tell he was nervous, but he stayed still and absolutely professional. She pet him on the head as a reward. She still remembered their less than perfect first guard shift in the sky above the imperial capital. They stood at attention with the many other imperial flying riders and the rest of the immense expeditionary army, waiting for their marching orders for the last leg of their journey. “Bring civilization and the true Gods to the otherworldly savages”. That was the official reason for this expedition. She was sure that was partly true, but thanks to her geopolitics professor she knew it was mainly because of lust for resources and power that this expedition had been formed. In any case she was part of this, so she would try to make the most of it. She had given herself three objectives: survive, fight with honour and learn about this new land. The horn signalling departure finally bellowed. She urged Scarlet forward. They would soon be there. She still felt the same mix of anticipation and dread.

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The big herd had started moving again. Their stress had soon turned into excitement to be moving in such a gigantic herd. Their family and friends, but also many many many more were moving together in a giant herd. It was the most incredible thing they had ever felt. The herd had entered a very long cave, they hoped there would be an exit soon because they didn’t like not being able to fly. At that thought, they started hearing a commotion some way up in front of them and shortly after, started perceiving a strange and foreign, but still refreshing air. Finally, they would be out soon !

He had been marching through the tunnel for at least a quarter hour now. At first, when he saw the massive and magnificent Gate on top of the sacred hill he was speechless. But after entering and marching through the dark, seemingly unending tunnel, he started to get bored. To his great relief, after some more time of monotonous marching he started to hear whispers through the ranks of soldiers. Apparently the front of the expedition had finally reached the end of the tunnel ! His excitement, newly rekindled, flared up. He would soon enter a new world never seen before and do great things there. He thought of his father and that he was going to be the first in his family to do anything interesting in generations. He felt a deep satisfaction and already projected himself into the future, victorious over some great beast and saving an innocent maiden.

He felt relieved, he could at last see the light at the end of the tunnel. The last half hour had been excruciating. He knew that he would soon arrive in a completely unknown land and probably would have to fight and on top of that he had spent far too much time in this creepy tunnel in his opinion. He didn’t know why, but it unnerved him to his core. But that didn’t matter now since he was about to exit. At first he was blinded. When his eyes adjusted to the light, he thought he was back in the prairies near his village, the ones in which he played with his brothers, but only for a moment. He noticed it was too orderly, too proper, not the wilderness he was used to. There was also something else, something was off, was making him a bit dizzy and he just could not put his finger on it. Then, as they continued to advance he started to see houses in the distance. They looked like the small mansions of country nobility, and they seemed completely defenceless. He started to wonder if this was going to be easier than he had feared.

She had been among the first to exit the Gate, right after the cannon fodder, mainly monster, demi-humans and their handlers . Her immediate mission was to take off into the sky and scout out the surrounding terrain for threats. While she performed her duty on autopilot, in the back of her mind she noted how strangely familiar this landscape seemed. At first it made her think of the gardens of her family's mansion, but then she corrected herself, it looked more like the vast gardens of the imperial palace. From her high vantage point, she could see that everything seemed to have been arranged with psychotic attention to detail, but unlike the palace's strict following of rules, this landscape suggested…. Actually she wasn't sure what it suggested or what kind of rules it followed. No matter how long she looked at that landscape, all she could say was that she could not discern any kind of consistent rule, but that it had definitely been made by an intelligent hand and it managed to invoke a foreign sense of beauty in her she couldn’t quite grasp. It was such an unsettling feeling that she shuddered. “Well, you wanted to see a foreign and strange land and there you have it. I hope you’re satisfied.” Said a little voice in her head that sounded a lot like her mother. She was pulled back to reality when she heard a strange kind of scream or shout, she wasn’t sure. At first she thought it was an attack, she stopped surveying the ground, and for the first time since she arrived, really took in the sky and the Horizon. She realised there wasn’t any attack, she only saw stunned and confused griffon riders, but that quickly became irrelevant. She became conscious of an unease she hadn’t noticed and until now couldn’t explain. The horizon was completely wrong. The landscape was wrong. How far she could see was wrong ! The more she looked the dizzier she became and she felt a powerful migraine start to build up. Then she saw it. She had been flying in a large O shaped holding pattern to survey the ground, and now she had finally reached its middle point and saw what was behind the Gate and the tall hill behind it. Far in the distance stood some kind of structure. It reached so far up it pierced the clouds and went on and on and on and gradually turned blue and disappeared in the sky. She couldn’t see its beginning or end on either side of it either. It was like some gigantic wall was cutting this world in half. She felt oppressed, like she was choking, no she was really having trouble breathing. It felt like this thing was going to envelop her, and the rest of them, and this entire land and then her own land and crush them all and still never stop. It was the biggest thing she had ever seen, bigger than any mountain, more massive than any ocean and then she knew. She knew that only a god could have made it. It was impossible for a mortal to achieve. But weren't gods incapable of interfering with the material world ? At least that was what her theology teacher had told her. …But these foreign gods seemed to be able to do it though. She thought of her own gods, could they make something like this ? Surely they could ! But then why hadn’t they ever shown their followers something of such terrifying grandeur, why would they lie about their powers ? Maybe, just maybe she thought, shuddering, the gods of this world are more powerful than my own. Terror gripped her. They were about to attack the followers of these gods. She could see the hoards of monsters and freaks, followed closely behind by the imperial troops about to reach the small mansions, and if she knew anything about gods, then it was that they were short-tempered. They were about to condemn themselves to eternal damnation. She tried to lead Scarlett towards the head of the advancing troops as fast as she could but she was still nauseous and could barely hold on to him. She began to pray to these unknown gods, pleading them to forgive her, she wasn’t going to be there in time.

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It was always doing something. Taking care of little things and large things, neglecting none. In its very long and interesting existence it had never been truly surprised by anything…. until now. In the midst of its perfect little world, something new appeared. Without any warning a gate sprung into existence in the middle of one of its meadows. It was so shocked that for the first time in aeons it stopped doing anything and simply stared at this strange new appearance with every sense it possessed for what felt like an eternity. Naturally, for any mortal this seeming eternity was barely a blink, but it still felt embarrassed and immediately returned to its activities. Of course it still kept its unwavering attention on this fascinating gate wondering how it had got here. An excitement welled up in it that it hadn’t felt in a very very long time and it decided to reach out to some friends that would be as interested in this as it.

END OF CHAPTER