The War: The Fight for Humanity

The War: The Fight for Humanity

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It's the day I've feared for most of my young life. It's my fourteenth birthday. Why have I feared today? You ask. Today, I am being drafted into the International Army Coalition. My name is Sage Turner, and today, I am going to war. In 2080, the Earth is at war with an alien race known as the Galanala. Most able adults had either died in the war or were too disabled to fight. Millions of teenagers are now fighting in this war. It is now on us to win this war for the sake of humanity.
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