The Badlands (WIP TITLE)
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The US has been destroyed. No one knows who or what caused it. Only a flash could be seen. A few have survived where it happenend but the place ain't pretty. A lot of violence, rape, torturing and more... No way to escape. Have to do everything just to survive this hell hole...
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(My Terra Invicta's Remarshaled Version.) For Centuries, we have been at each other's throats. Weapons against one another. For Resources, Land, Power, or other petty things... We thought we were the only masters of this World... And as we were busy stopping our own Alien Invaders... They've come... And we were unprepared. The SIRENs came, and every trip to the seas was hell. And the Seas became dangerous. Along with their Mirror Seas. The Sangvis Ferri came, and we faced a nearly unstoppable force, of Combat Dolls. As disorganized Soldiers and Armored fell. The Reunion came, and they brought the sickness of the Oripathy to our people. Even though we've managed to prevent it. The Honkai came, and the Honkai Sickness makes every day... A fight for survival and fear struck everyone's mind. And the Replacers came, and the land became corrupted. Turning people into monsters. ... We were on our own. No Azur Lane or Crimson Axis to call for the seas to be reclaimed. No Griffin and Kryuger to repel the Sangvis' Storm. No Schicksal's Valkyries to take down the Honkai's terror. No Rhode Island to halt the Reunion's wrath. And no Administration's Counters to prevent the Replacers from Corrupting our home. Worse... Some Factions on our Homeworld... Joined the Invaders... ... And yet, Echoes of Our Defiance shows one thing... The Humanity of Earth... still didn't wave a White Flag. And our reinforcements realized... There is still hope for us. Let's end this Terra Invicta War, once and for all!
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