The world stood on the brink of destruction. Below lays the abyss from which there is no return. Behind, predators approach, bickering for the largest, juiciest cuts. For the most part of my life, I aided them. I was the Egyptian plover, helping the crocodiles in their barbaric escapade in return for safety. Of course, I later realised my mistake, but it was already too late to do anything about it. I do not seek any redemption for my sins, but nor am I hoping to return to those gory days. Instead, I am merely putting my past behind and seeking a better future.
That, however, is the end of the tale, a tale I have yet to begin. It was an age of war.
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Activation Sequence 103
Science FictionLife as an apprentice Technician has always been the same: design the weapon; construct the weapon; test the weapon; send the weapon to battlefield. That was always how it has been on Principes Omnipotens. But with the activation of ALGA-57 -the fir...
