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Technology has come a long way. During the First Age, only boats and horses where at the top of the industrial pyriamid. After the fall of Melkor, and the throw-down of Third World creatures, the Second age introduced an interest in smeltering. One of the top industries was a small company on the west borders called Elven Smythes Co. Although small and not well known, they attracted the interest of a reknowned corporate executive, Sauron. Sauron had cornered the market early on in the Second Age, and decided to increase his profits by buying out Elven Smythes and employing them for his own commercial gain.
By the end of the Second Age, Sauron had mass-produced 19 rings, each one weilding a special power. In the Northern countries, he had given out three rings that controled aspects of healing and nature.
In the Eastern countries, he gave seven rings to the miners, so that they might increase their productions.
For the Southern countries, Sauron sold nine rings. The lords of these countries were so impressed by the jewelry that they each bought shares into Sauron's corporation, thus coming under his will.
In the end, Sauron poured all of his money and time into a Master Ring, one that would astound the world, and bring it to its knees.
One Ring to govern the world
One Ring to hold them accountable
One Ring to make them invest
And in the end, its non-refundable
By the Third age, Sauron's company had finally gone bankrupt and he was forced to surrender his Ring, and was arrested. But the time would soon come when he would activate his Ring, and finally rise to the power he so desired.
He should have never of left Hobbiton.
Frodo Baggins was sitting in a small area, surrounded by dzens of Dwarves, Elves, and a few humans. As he tried to focus his attention back to reality, Elrond, the CEO of Rivendell, was still speaking.
'Friends, we are on a journey. A jounrey that will either end in triumph, or disaster. And it all begins,' Elrond pointed to a golden ring, 'right here.'
One of the attending men, Boromir, stood up.
'Why can't we just use this Ring, and bring an end to this madness? Why?'
Gandalf, one of the top scientists of the decade, was present. An elderly gentleman, he did not take lightly to young, brash bussinessmen only interested in their own gains.
'Because of the dimensions,' bellowed Gandalf. 'The pressure built up by the use of this ring causes the psychological imbalance of all who carry it. If we wield this ring, it would bring a madness to the user, and all who come into contact with him.' Gandalf stared directly at Boromir. 'It would mean the end of the world.'
Boromir squirmed a little in his seat, unaccustomed to being rebuked.