In a distant realm where magic thrives, ferocious beasts shake mountains and rivers with their mighty roars, and individuals wield superhuman strength capable of reshaping their surroundings. It is a magical world where the strong rules.
But rampant...
Austronesia Empire, Imperial Maharlika, Mindanao, Lanao del Sur, Marawi City.
2000, 3, 1st Week, January
25 thousand masked soldiers in black attire stood in attention below a massive wall that reached 30 meters in height. Thousands of them aligned themselves shoulder to shoulder in numerous orderly columns. Every one of them stood next to their weapons that were firmly planted on the ground to their left.
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In front of them was an imposing man who stood regally from on top of his personal MTF-16, the Mobile Tank Fortress. A mysterious man with a gas mask and attire that was just as impressive as his military record. He was a hero to the soldiers under him.
They saw him as a soldier of a hundred battles. A veteran of a dozen wars. A legend in many things and respects. A true servant of God that was feared even by the higher echelons of the Austronesian Empire. But to himself, he was nothing more than General Francisco Dianopra Agraviador, an old man given another war for God and nation.
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"Comrades," He addressed his soldiers. "Today is not a day of victory, but one that is of tragedy. The enemy, no, the hellspawns of Satan, have pillaged this land and desecrated the followers of our Lord. They have defiled one of God's most blessed countries in this cruel world of wars and conflict."
"We celebrate the new millennium and the 2000th year of His Son, but these vile abominations invaded these holy lands, spat on the face of our God by pillaging His shrines! Toppling over His statues! And murdering millions of His most devout!"
"We fight not a war today, gentlemen. Today we wage a purge."
"God provides for the Faithful, comrades. He will guide us to cleanse this nation of the invaders and their demonic taint, just as our country has fought against the colonial rule of Spain and the American occupation."
The Major General drew his saber and raised it high all to see. Its silver blade glistened blue under the moonlight and the burning fires behind him. He then thrust it straight to the ground where it stabbed deep into the earth and stood upright, a symbol for all to see.
