Hell and Back
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Last published Tue, Apr 9, 2024
I grew up on Super Earth like many having a deep love for my world and its ideals. So what kind of patriot would I be if I didn't enlist within the Hell Diver Corps. I wish the recruiter actually told me the truth about what I would see.
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