Vipers and Krakens
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The President doesn't like it when I speak this way, but it has to be said. We have to face reality. For nearly one hundred years, we let those bastards drive our world to ruin to line their own pockets. I, for one, would rather see Earth dead and cold than let alien scum tear it apart for profit. If blood must be shed, if lives must be lost, then so be it.
You all know me. I am Lord Ethan Julian, descendant of Nero and Julius Caesar and Consul of the Army for the Republic of Earth, and if Mars want a war, I'll give them one.
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