prologue

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I crawl in my unrecognizable form. All my fours exhausted with an injury taking its place on my spine, preventing me from physically being able to move my hind legs. I hear the screams of my fellow comrades around me shouting for help, begging God for mercy and to confiscate their lives out of this place in their last words, begging for forgiveness as they slowly began to perish. I was paralyzed from my wound, traumatized from the faint screams of my squad, as my vision went black until I passed out and saw it...

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