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Notre monde est extrêmement fragile. Aussi fragile que les pétales fannés d'une rose. Ah oui, c'est vrai, vous ne savez pas ce que c'est. Toute la beauté du monde que fût la planète Terre est maintenant disparue. Disparue et détruite à cause des mauvais choix de certaines personnes. Ces mauvaises décisions ont malheureusement entrainé, pour vous, la Guerre du Renouveau.
Le nom de cette guerre ne lui va pas du tout. Ce n'était pas un renouveau, mais plutôt un anéantissement. Des milliards et des milliards de personnes sont mortes pour ne laisser que quelques millers de survivants.
Des armes biologiques ont été relâchées sur des villes extrêmement populeuses, les fusillades étaient devenues quotidiennes et, pour continuer sur la voie, les personnalités les plus influentes de la planète ont été assassinés. Cette guerre a duré cinq longues années.
La «fin» de notre monde, a séparé le reste de la population en trois catégories de gens: les Cachés, les Insurgés et les Gouverneurs.
Tout le monde pense que les conflits sont fini, mais la Guerre du Renouveau n'était que le début.
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