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Post by Arilya on Mar 21, 2012 15:23:51 GMT -5
War always musters on. It survives through plight and fancy. It spreads from hate and deception. It can be plucked from a single notion, and sparked from all the fires of the world. Long ago Arilya was at its pinnacle, it had reached the height of technology. We marveled at our own brilliance. But…with technology comes the burden of nuclear weapons. The arms race was over and companies lusted after behemoths of destruction. These same companies would ensnare the very means of war. Thus began World War V, under the death of reason and the power of money. CEOs fought with nuclear aid and all too quickly, a black winter crept like a shadow over the globe. Civilizations died in its wake. Cities crumbled. The gods turned their backs on us and the world slept in silence. We were undone. Ages passed until the "height of technology" was all but a fairytale. No more than a fiction to frighten children at bedtime. No more will technology hold sway. Now all of the fantastic written about in tattered books is real. The world has changed forever. Now comes the age of myths. Now the reign of dreams has come. Imagination is reality. | Home | Rules | Character Creator
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