Located in Tiger Woods, a forest in India, the LCN empire prospered under the good governance of Dowager Low. Being pragmatic, transparent, meritocratic and morally-courageous are few of the inordinate number of reasons for the Rise of This Empire. But, not everything was smooth-sailing for Dowager Low. There were times, traced back to the BCs and Ice Ages, when difficulties and obstacles were as common as our Common Tests.
Sources which included scorched scrolls and burnt parchments reflected on the cruel reality of this Empire and proved that her journey to success was anything but an easy task. To begin the story, lets rewind to the Ice Age, when Dowager Low was a CUTE infant, her body wrapped in mammoth skin and sleeping soundly in her crib made of mammoth bones.
Suddenly, her crib caved in - unsurprisingly, considering the oversized baby and the poor workmanship. But that break in her crib signified a revolutionary Age - The OLD AGE, for that fall caused a spontaneous change in gene structure or chromosome number, also known as mutation (due to complications, the records were uncertain as well) in the omnipotent being. As cavemen and cavewomen of that time witnessed the birth of a potential leader, they placed whatever little hopes they have for the Tribe, onto an infant who was crying in pain.
The wunderkind's growth process was like any other children, except for one factor, one factor so important it can bring about the entire tribe's subsistence - and extinction. The factor was none other than the exposure to chemicals. The unexplained mutation made her an instant prodigy in Chemistry. At the age of 4, she invented a potion to slow down her growth. At 6, she inscribed a Chemistry manual onto the skin of jaguars, which are now well-preserved under the ground as fossil fuels. At the age of 12, her disgust for pests inspired her greatest invention of all times - the DDT, a pesticide, except that she felt everyone except herself (or someone that looks like her) is pestilent.
In a matter of seconds, half of the Tribe was wiped out. Afraid of losing company, she came up with a cloning potion, and took 4 big gulps...
The results were instantaneous. Standing before her were four persons. Four very different persons, yet they look exactly similar. (Some records stated that it wasn't the cloning potion, it was asexual reproduction, which resulted in genetically (and physically, in this case) identical offsprings).
Pleased with the addition of 4 new members to her dying tribe, she skipped out of her humble abode made of banana leaves (records say she used zinc roofs instead, reduce corrosion or something). What welcomed her shocked her utterly. Staring aghast at mountains of diamonds, she yelped in joy when she regained her senses. She dived into these diamonds, did a back flip, almost breaking her bone, and squealed in excitement. For she knew that her tribe was saved.
Selling 1 ton of the diamonds and keeping the remaining 99 tonnes for her collection, she collected a huge amount of profit. She rebuild her district, but it was a Tribe no more, it was an Empire. The Low Empire. The LCN Empire, the empire whose slightest mention of its name is responded by quivers and shivers.
The army of 5, the truckload of diamonds and the formiable Dowager signified the Rise of the Empire, which was anything but easy to build.
- THE END -
As for the other teachers, well, they received the gifts and politely said thanks. What else will they do? Like, what else can they do that the legendary Dowager can't?