Let me say that The Art of Imperialism is the name of the game, and Bontus is our country... ooooh, the irony...

In times of intense warfare and aggravated arms races, the necessity for an outlet other than that proposed by law becomes imperative in order for diplomatic nations to reside upon the same globe. Under lawful jurisdiction, countries of immense power grow meaningless, as their efforts and strides toward establishing a great nation break before their eyes by the inflicted wounds of their vile enemies. The black market implanted itself into the Art of Imperialism to benefit the worthy and honorable with gracious hopes focused on the constitution of a free land, moral in spirit and grateful in nature. Those in need come with substantial desires for the justice of the hardworking and loyal to be served through the marvelous and merciful works of the market. The country of Bontus wishes to prevail with tremendous integrity and strength to promote the greater welfare possible when nations strive to accomplish their goals and become the best that they could ever be; however, under recently instated circumstances, vulnerability overwhelms the nation, thus Bontus begs of aid from such a philanthropic establishment as the black market.
The borders of Bontus overflow with the sweat, tears, and blood that its citizens poured into founding a dignified land. Ingenious strategic plots and plans promoted themselves through the countless hours and immeasurable efforts exerted from Bontus. The pain pressed upon such an emulous nation, one only wishing to make its mark in this cruel, fictitious world, easily could make ill the most iron-stomached man; the crooked dealings of various Bontus oppositions would cause the most cold-hearted of men to ignite furiously into a rage of rabid flames. Far from now lies the time for Bontus to wave the bullet riddled white flag, as the ideals and desires of the nation still remain strong. The fate of the citizens lie now in the hands of the black market, who hopefully understands the unscrupulous position that the rodents of the world threw at Bontus. To let such corruption continue unpunished would contradict the morality and mildness that the black market established itself around.
A topic close to the heart of many previous and exemplary history students, the work done by Bontus so benevolently should not act as reason for punishment. Plans and strategies prove mandatory in such scenarios; therefore, the prospect of rewarding the efficient nation should prevail over frivolous desires to rid the world of the strong. The stamina of Bontus must not diminish, and the help of the black market can, without question, ensure the country’s stability.
Please look upon Bontus with a merciful heart. The deal currently under constructionacts as perhaps the sole most important in imperialism history. Forever grateful the nation of Bontus will remain, as their current existence depends so heavily upon the kind and generous black market and its supreme leader. In concluding, to all opposing the use of the black market: “All is fair in love and war.”