The End

The End

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Harper's life had fallen apart around her. She had been a happy mother until her husband went to war, forcing her to raise their two kids practically alone. They barely knew their father other than the short visits every year or so. And then he died in the war he had never wanted to fight in. It was declared World War III shortly after. Harper couldn't remember a time when the world seemed truly good. Her entire life had been one mess of another, all caused by the sins of humanity. Ever since the Industrial Revolution, humans had been increasingly polluting the Earth and raising global temperatures. And then the war began, bringing nuclear weapons back into use. Most species on the planet were extinct and if humans weren't careful, they'd be next on the list with the entire planet not too far behind them. But unbeknownst to anyone else, the leaders of North America and Europe had a plan. It was just a matter of getting the others to comply, for their own sakes.
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