Gears and Guns

Gears and Guns

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In an alternate universe, where coal is the dominant form of energy, and the world runs on steam power, war strikes. The Germans have invaded Belgium, and everyone is rushing to declare their allegiances in what looks to be the biggest war the human race has ever seen. Now, it's up to a handful of gifted individuals to write their own destinies and determine the outcome of The Great War, a conflict the likes of which have never been witnessed before. September Harriott, a disgraced ex-military Englishman with a vengeful streak, wields the power of telekinesis, along with a few elemental gifts. Adaline Hans, a necromancer with a short temper, ruthlessly kills anyone who comes across her. Fritz Schrodinger, a German alchemist caught in the middle of the war. Dawn Faulkner, a shop owner with a few of her own unique talents. Dameon Halberd, a mysterious foreigner with no allegiances. A collaboration from five different writers, from five different fictional points of view.
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London, 2068. This is my personal account of the events that had happened. A crisis had taken over the entire world. Gas. Steam. It was the industrial revolution all over again. War machines were powered by gas furnaces. Cars ran on coal. It was choking us. Slowly killing us. I could not breathe, the only thing that my tongue could taste was charcoal and ammonia. I realised that I had to do something about the situation that I was in, lest I die a slow and horrible death. No. It wasn't just me. 18 million lives were at stake. Time was against me. But then again...when was time ever my friend?

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