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Ritual of War First movement: The earth will quake and shatter with every step. The wind will freeze with my breath. The air will burn with my wrath. I will guide them to deaths door. Second movement: When darkness falls, bearing War In all her might, The end is near, the end is nigh. The blazes part for her, And her paralyzing flight. The end is near, the end is nigh. And here we meet, for she bore You here, in your pain, and in your ire, To fell the foe that was never a friend. Bring out your blade, and descend, descend. For all that remains is the void, in the end. Your enemies will fall and crumble, side b

Chapter 1 Present year, 2135, 50 years after occupation. This being an account retelling of the world that my team and I have come from, and the one we came to. Two faces, smiling down at me, saying something that I could never hear. Then a bright, flashing light, and fire engulfed those warm faces full of love. Then floating in nothingness, surrounded by crimson. Someone calling out to me, struggling to move to the voice, only to feel stabbing pain every time I tried. My eyes snapped open, my body launching its upper half into a sitting position. Damn, why do I always see the accident each year? Throwing my covers off, I

PREFACE The War-on-Terrorism took a turn for the worse in 2018, and the other half of the world that wasn't in it already, joined the fight. It became bloody and drawn out, another dark and blood red stain on human history; lasting nearly 30 years. A hasty cease-fire was made as self-destruction became imminent in the year 2028. That's right; Mother Nature hurled her almighty wrath down on the inhabitants of Earth. In other words, Global Warming: a topic that was part of Earth's history for so long, and was completely ignored, took a 180 turn, and bit us in the ass. A hole in the ozone appeared over Russia, and another do