Uh... the original description for this fic got deleted so if anyone remembers it please help... Oh yeah and as a warning, this fic doesn't really have a real end, it's pretty rushed cause I dropped it/hiatus. It's also completely littered with crack and stuff I probably wouldn't write now, but this was my first fic so be a little forgiving. ---------- The land was littered with bodies, and a figure who looked oddly similar to a certain rights ranting archibishop was seen standing atop all of them. ... Yup, that's me. Now you may be wondering how I got here, well that's easy... not. I died, got reincarnated, oh yeah and some random shit god decided to genderbend me into a girl, so there's that. Now come join me on my adventure where I learn the meaning of arson and murder- I mean the power of friendship!

An unwilling victim abducted into an imperialist death world. Tell me, what is the true cost of freedom? *This fic has been discontinued. Garry's Mod belongs to FACEPUNCH STUDIOS. Arknights belongs to HYPERGRYPH LTD, YOSTAR LTD, and STUDIO MONTAGNE. Any media used in the story belongs to their respected creators/owners.

Title explains enough.