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Stanislas est un jeune homme de 23 ans, totalement dévoué aux convictions de son pays, l'Irkana, une contrée chaude et désertique, très avancée technologiquement.
Celui-ci est en guerre depuis près de 150 ans contre la Kohvaksie, un pays voisin, au climat polaire et aride, dominé par un épais nuage de pollution.
Un jour, Stanislas est engagé dans l'AFMI, l'Académie des Forces Militaires de l'Irkana. Cependant, à son arrivée, il découvrira que le pays qu'il idéalisait tant cache des secrets bien sombre...
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