There was once a galaxy of inter-planetary nations who has just begun interacting with one another and creating both friendships and trade routes. Some of those who were just evolving into the inter-planetary state of affairs, however, in both politics and technology, where often ruthlessly attacked by superior foes for their resources, in the name of the latter's might and dominance in the galaxy.
One of the nations in this galaxy was a small, isolationist kingdom who did not want to do anything with the external space beyond their planet's atmosphere. A nation of ascetics who wanted to live in peace, unbothered -- they even reached a state where not only they did not form relations with other entities in space, but they also refused colonizing, let alone conquering, other planets for their gain, for they have believed with little doubt that everything that they would ever need is already in the sphere of their reach. The fields, the dense forests and the mostly-environmentalist ways of generating energy -- these people wanted nothing from others and nothing in return.
However, this is where the story escalates. A neighboring planet-nation of warmongering, greedy people have decided to take advantage of the short distance between the two nations, and loot their peaceful neighbor entity. Forests were set to burn, massacres occurred and the planet's small defense force was easily defeated by the looting invaders, who strategically decided to use this hermit kingdom as their own "piggy bank" by invading and looting it every once and a while, to make easy profit.
The king of this hermit kingdom has furiously decided to do what his advisors were too cowardly to admit themselves -- that an action must be made in order to ensure both power and peace, in a galaxy filled with unknown entities such as their neighbors, who, in theory, will not likely to hesitate looting or even conquering their sovereign territory; their small and self-sufficient piece of land in an enormous void of potential.
Thus, the Hermit King has changed the regime and government type of his kingdom. The peaceful, parliamentary democracy was no more. The citizenry now hailed to a merciless military regime that majorly focused on the might and quantity of its troops.
With the new power in his hands, the now Supreme Commander of the hermit kingdom has forged a fearsome fleet of battleships and attack forces, with the course set to the greedy hostile nation, to accomplish their vengeance.
Apparently, due to the looter nation's greedy priorities, they had too much money in their vaults, and too little defense forces to guard it all. Their planet was practically a nation of hedonistic, slothful workers who praised the idol of finance.
And indeed, the vengeful invasion was terribly successful, contrary to the Hermit Ruler's expectations.
With victory at the possession of the Hermits, the former King's only condition to their defeated enemy was the following -- that they will leave them alone or pay, next time, with their blood. Little resources where looted during the battle, and the once-again democratic Hermit Kingdom lived at the peace of their military might.
And this is all to provide you the following insight -- that there are those who won't leave you alone unless you are to show some intimidation to preserve your desired serenity in your small corner of the world. It is unfortunate that there are such toxic entities out there, but no hope or prayer will necessarily get rid of them from your life, so you are left with the inevitability of always facing the possibility of adversity, whether online or offline. Those who want to invade and bother your small piece of existence, should remind you that you often have to protect yourself and your "tiny land" in the name of accomplishing extensive peacefulness once more. Take note, also, that no one is truly safe from the threat of toxicity or mockery, especially on the internet, where people are more confident to act in a more-barbaric manner.
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