Systems in Chaos: Dissention
The year is 2543 and humanity has expanded their civilization to several solar systems. And for many centuries humanity has lived in peace - until the fracture. Humanity fractured into three powerful factions. The Zeuti Guardians, the United Alliance and the Hadi Empire. They were all once part of the United Alliance, but as the unique, evolutionary, powers of a new breed of warrior, the "Zeuti", the fracture came. The Zeuti Guardians were the second faction to arise, breaking away from the authority of the UA, the Zeuti became a peacekeeping organisation and had sole authority over all biofeed capable humans. Biofeed, the essence of the Zeuti warrior.
The UA and the Guardians have worked as a union beside one another to keep the peace within the borders of Human Civilization, but peace was not enough for a segmented group of Zeuti. These power hungry fighters decided it was time for a change. Breaking an entire solar system away from the grasp of the United Alliance, the Hadi Empire was born.
These dark biofeed soldiers became secluded for many centuries, but in the year 2543 they returned with the full might of their military. Their invasion has began and the devastation is unparalleled. The United Alliance is on their own as the Zeuti Guardians refuse to help. However, a handful of Zeuti Guardians have gone rogue and decided to aid the last surviving planet in the Alpha Centauri System, they are led by Teran Artosis. They will do all they can to help. But nothing is as simple as that, and the situation back home is stirred up by the Teran's old mentor, Galvin El'Finn. Vladimir Struganov is the last great Commander the United Alliance has at its disposal on the planet of Kalorin and he plans on bringing Hell to the Hadi Empire for invading his planet.
After an apocalyptic event that thrusts the world into a new ice age, Calestia - a 17-year-old girl with a strong will - must learn to survive on a land infested with gangs, guns, and distrust.
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Nobody knows what day it is anymore. Nobody knows the month, the day of the week...and the only way to tell time is by the slight change in the color of the sky from grey to black every twenty-four hours. If a day even is twenty-four hours anymore. The planet is dead. The people are dead. Snow falls down upon piles of bodies like the ash of a volcanic eruption. Except, the snow doesn't stop. It never does. It continues to fall and fall until you wonder if it is even possible for another flake to come down and land silently in your hair. But it does. They do. There are few survivors of what the remaining have started to call the end of the world. The Apocalypse. Few who are still brave or scared of death enough to face the torture that is living. I am one of those survivors.
Book One of the Snow Series
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