Artenu, or Art to his squad-mates, had signed up for The Grand Army of The Impending Dawn, not because he believed in 'A unified human nation on Arbor', but because doing so would finally get him out of that backwater village he grew up in. Sure, the drills were a pain and food wasn't great,... Continue Reading →

Mysha arrives on The Continent

Mysha had hoped that the smell of fish would weaken when she finally got off the boat; to her disappointment however, it seemed like she had tracked it to its source. The town of Pashni was small, as predicted, and dirty as her father had warned; but as Mysha wanders, eyes wide, from the ship... Continue Reading →

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