Humanity faced the biggest crisis to date.
The abyssals had never been so driven as today. With a single, unrelenting intention, they moved forward.
Even if their blood dried up and their flesh was torn apart, they marched to the future they desired.
A future of victory.
They paid the bare minimum care to themselves, even though it might cause future complications, and just fought.
When the first news of battle came in, the Military HQ wanted to send reinforcements to the planetoid that was suddenly attacked.
The reinforcements hurried to the spaceships and were about to take off when news of attacks in other planetoids came in. Then, as if a dam was broken, more news flooded the HQ.
A military alert was declared and just after over three months since the bloody war, the federation announced the start of another.
"Kill!"
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