2050: Armageddon Awaits

2050: Armageddon Awaits

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We all know how this goes in one of the ratatatat74 stories: 2050. Also on mental note I DO NOT own any stories from ratatatat74 or anything on the Tags they're NOT mine! This is a fanfiction! The Mandatory Masculinity Registration Protocol or M.M.R.P (Merfs), separates the males from the strongest (Alphas) from the weakest (Betas). The 60% of males population are classified as Alphas live lavishly while the 40% of the males were Betas live like second class citizens and where treated harshly. One day an island appeared in the middle of point Nemo without any explanation, scientist around the world concluded that the island was a barren wasteland and the only thing was impressive about the island was the mountain that it was big as Everest. The government authorized it to be and exiled island to the Betas which they called the island: "Debilis" which translate to "Weak". But what the Alpha Government didn't know is that the island is carrying a big secret that only the Betas know and they'll keep it safe from the Alpha's as they put their fate in God. Join Tenshi "Sou" Himada as he becomes the Arbiter of the entire Beta army: "Astra Militarum" and "Adeptus Astartes" as they defend their new home: "Armageddon". "SOLDIERS OF ARMAGEDDON!!! Make ready!"
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The end was always the same, no matter how hard he tried, how much knowledge he gathered, how many swords he created, it never wasn't enough, his status as a faker made him unable to hold anything, not a sword, not something dear to him. And now, as he stared at his demise a feeling of shame washed over him, but he knew it wasn't the end, his deal needed to be completed, and thus, before it could take him a pair of arms wrapped around his waist. "Tell me Shirou, what is your wish?"

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