prologue

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Frozen smiled. Its Time has finally come. And nobody could stop it anymore. It was indeed true that Frozen's goals had never been the greatest. World domination was boring, impossible without resources, and a real political drag. It left those things to the presidents. Most of them were big enough idiots that the world would take them down by force someday, and no matter how strong it had become, it did not want to be a leader in a society that had already failed.
Anyhow, it shook those thoughts away. The real goal, one that had taken years to plan for, was finally just one grasp away. Literally. It was quite ironic how long it had taken, considering the nature of its goal. But now it was here. It couldn't sit around in the shadows any longer. Time was of the essence, after all.

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