The Apex Wolf : The Shadow Army
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Last published Wed, Sep 24, 2025
Another day in a war with no end...
New Haven.
Selecting cassette tape
Playing cassette tape 404
"... Hel ... Hello, tes ... Testing 1, 2, 3. Testing 1, 2, 3. Okay it's working, hello to the people that are hearing this tape, my name is James Lang, former US navy seal. As you might be wondering what this recording is for, but really it's just a message for you people that might find it.
Believe it or not, I am actually not from these parts of lands, even though I look native to these lands due to my... uh... new development, my mind is not. Just more so a different body with the same consciousness.
I was a former Chinese American citizen that was suddenly transported here a long time ago when I died in my old world during a mission. In here I am basically in a world unknown to me, and to be honest, I don't know how I was supposed to cope with it, I was supposed to be dead. But I guess some higher beings had other plans in mind, so I pull myself up and here I am now.
And here in which it looks like some mediaeval era where magic reigns, monsters and demons exist, wars are constant, Peace is something of a luxury for countries to have. But with it came an opportunity for merc and bandit to earn its wealth. And I of course am one.
But I don't want to be just a normal mercenary soldier for hire, I want to be something bigger, something that has never been seen before in this day of age, a concept of a Private Military Company.
And with an idroids that can spawn basically any weapons and supplies, albeit it cost me money, I pretty much got this under the bag.
I think this is all I can say for now at least. I got another mission to do, good luck out there to whoever's hearing this tape. Wolf out."
End of cassette tape 404
Commencing Tactical Espionage Operation...
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