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It is the year 2087. The Last Human has been on the run for twenty years and is finally captured by the victorious alien conquerors, The Stellaris. He is brought before a court of alien inquisitors a broken man. Here he retells in poetic saga, the most epic of all wars and the incredible heart of the Human Race.

EMERGENCY EMERGENCY ERROR CODE 738 NUMBERS -- [6301] [8245] AND [9402] HAVE GOTTEN OUT OF CONTAINMENT. THIS IS NOT A DRILL, LOCK DOWN CONFIRMATION BEGINS NOW. Well, this is an interesting outcome of a horrid plan isn't it? Couple of kids get yanked out of their homes by some government people and they end up getting ripped apart and put back together piece by piece. A certain lab in a certain containment unit known by only the facility itself, BREACH. The scientists, guards, and any others all know whats going down in that hell hole. Experimenting what should not be even thought of. And it all got messed up. A few kids got mixed with an animal or two, some arachnids, and plenty of other crap. And of course, they aren't completely sane anymore. Now that they got out of where they're locked up. They have a few bones to pick with their mutators. They got in, can't get out. But according to them, if they cant get out. Whoever isn't like them, doesn't either.

A total collection of 5 stories when finished. Macabre.

Scars don't go away. There's always a trace. Whether that applies to WWII, or the pain of betrayal. Six years. Two sides. Two nations, their stories intertwined. Let's see how my version of WWII plays out in this universe, shall we?