"You prepare for the greatest tragedy of all time."
True to Eternity's word, no one seemed to be prepared about this, especially if there were about to prep their stomachs (or maybe yet hold them.
Passchendaele Theater, 4 months in the War of the Blue Blur ; no man's land. Not a great place to be. Upon command, the last of the Ultimate Harem will march straight into the crossfire of endless gunfire while the endless rain keeps pouring down. Perhaps it will raise a question: what is so great about war?
The audience was suddenly confused. That narrator sounded like Salem.
They all stared at her, confused, but she ignored them meekly.
The setting boomed in music that screamed tragedy. Rotting corpses of the ladies of the Ultimate Harem, some reduced to skeletons, with their uniforms withering away, discarded weapons rusting in the ground, and swarms of rats eating fresh bodies of the dead women and of course the bogged ground whose landscape is filled with large puddles, dead plantation and endless rain.
It seemed to be a repeat of the First World War, only shorter.
The audience was horrified.
The Atlesian military looked on with deep disturbance, as if they had never encountered death and destruction on such a scale.
The students were holding their mouths in horror or was simply crying. Ruby held onto Yang, sobbing, as the same went to Nora to Ren.
The teachers were in shock. To see so many lives being snuffed out in just a matter of months.
When Ironwood heard that the last of the 'Ultimate Harem' was about to march right into gunfire, he knew it was going to be suicide, but he could do nothing about it.
The married men held on to their horrified wives/exes. Raven, so far was silent of the slaughter carried out.
The villains had mixed thoughts.
Hazel, Watts and Mercury were disturbed of the deaths being carried out. Salem had wondered what was the cause of these deaths to go on so quickly, and Cinder, Emerald and Neo paled, thinking that they were amongst those that were dead.
But whose 'Ultimate Harem' this belonged to, they wondered.
Up top, in aloft in a ravaged hills, eight individuals stood up top, with a golden banner representative of their own race, only to be looked down on both Dafzil and Rogen tossing bodies like a couple of guys tossing a seesaw together.
(Rogen)
Where dead men lies, I'm paralyzed
My old life is now gone
And it shall be buried here
Nameless marked the grave
(Dafzil)
Everyone got the telegram, and shed a tear of grief
Mud and blood, in everyone
Trying to understand
Then suddenly, a giant mech came down crashing, joining along, though he was farther.
(Rev'Aris)
Where is this greatness I've been told?
These are the lies that we've been sold!
Is this a worthy sacrifice?The Huntsmen were shocked. They were lied to by whoever told them and looked on with pity.
Ironwood thought 'No one should ever sacrifice themselves for a lie.'
The whistle blows, and everyone charges forward, in spite of the heavy gunfire/magic/energy blasts coming at them, sometimes exploding like artillery. Everyone but the Hive Lord sung together.
(Everyone)
Great War, I know I can take more
Great tour, I keep on marching on
I play the great score
There will be no encore
Great War
This War will end All Wars!
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