Septimi
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MatureOngoing19h 10m
Last published Tue, Dec 28, 2021
Just as mankind was born in Africa and spread far and wide across the world, so too was humanity begun on earth and flung outwards to the stars. But as millennia passed and memories faded, these terrans separated by great gulfs of time and space lost their shared ancestry, becoming insular, tribal peoples all indigenous to their own Holy Stars.
Now, as the Home Empire reaches beyond its immense borders, establishing a foothold in the collapsing, chaotic Cassian worlds, these two races will come into contact again, this time not as brothers but as foes. With the stakes set as total victory or complete annihilation, the desperate struggle to survive may just cost them the last thing they hold in common: their humanity
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