Some Psychos All Nebulas

Some Psychos All Nebulas

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2040 in an alternate earth because our earth sucks. "Nelly give your opinion of the world.” the teacher said, I sighed and stood up. "After much war and scientific breakthroughs the world has been divided into three parts the top half of the world, countries like America and England in that area are part of the UD- utopia dictatorship the southern half being part of the SD- satan dictatorship and the rogues which comprise of the island countries. People get all into this thing but I don’t see why. And as for the whole people gather to become mercenary thing, that seems like too much effort for me.” I finished and sat back down in my chair. The other students and the teacher simply stare at me. Being a mercenary was considered a position of either respect or someone you should hide in a closet and never come out. “ So you don’t want to form your own mercenary team?” a boy asked. “ Nope.” “ You don’t even want to be one?!” “ Nope.” This was my opinion a week ago. After thinking back I realized, I somehow end up on that boat and my adventure forcefully begins.
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