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1102 was a strange Year from Terra, and so was the preceding 4 others.
The Doctor woke up from the Sarcophogas from usual, but there was something about him. Questions rose naturally, but in the current year, there was a problem. Kazdel and Reunion.
Kazdel's been on the receiving end of a major war. The Doctor and Rhodes Island have unified the world under a banner and pushed them towards Theresis. The Reunion has been routed and was forced into hiding...
Hey, don't get Oripathy, we may have a cure but it still isn't good to have.
Get aboard a Theresa MBT, or a Babel AFV, and let's go explore what Terra has to offer.
A prequel Short story before the main series begins, focused on Earth.
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