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Morph Cultures

The world was changing and it was all thanks to me.

But it was not changing fast enough. Only partially did my dream of a universal Global Empire, based on Greek civilization come to be.

I longed for more. I was not content still.

Eventually I adopted Greek as the universal language throughout the empire. Too many mistakes were being made due to transactions being done through interpreters.

Subsequently, education progressed rapidly as Babylonian scholars shared knowledge with Greek philosophers. Mathematics, science and astronomy followed suit.

But other than language, I stressed local flavors. I even took to wearing Persian clothing consisting of a long robe, a cape, sash and a headband in the royal purple and white colors.

Guess where purple dye comes from? Tyre. What do you call that, irony?

Nowhere was my local outreach program more profound than with matters of the heart. In one city, I married Roxana. She was the daughter of a local chieftain and helped me foster better relations with the local ruler.

I went on to have three wives: Stateira, Barsine and Roxana. At one point, I had three hundred sixty-five concubines. And to think that growing up, my father was concerned about my lack of displays for heterosexual affection. I was busy plotting world domination.

Once I had the power and the money, then I could think of women.

Was I marrying for love or for political posturing? Who married for love? Do they do it in your era? Cause they rarely did in mine!

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