LeShredder

Redid is a word and I googled it after I thought it wasn’t. Also I’m too lazy to delete the original(story). Who are the truly successful? “The truly successful are the ones who die old,” Dave told himself. He commanded a small corvette a quarter kilometer long. That’s about 328 footsteps of an average person from bow to stern. From the front tip to the rear. Currently Dave was sailing as fast as he could out of the gravity well of a nearby star. The bridge’s main monitor showed a bright red blip coming closer and closer to his ship. “All Hands Code Red Battle Stations!”

Why do weaker nations exist? Why don’t the strong always eat up the weak? Well that would need a good reason, after all if strong nations attacked, people would ways intervene.

The famed, the gloried, the unknown. David has one goal in his short life. To do whatever he felt like all the way to his death bed. The first space VRMMO RPG was released and coined Galaxy online. His thirst for games quenched and tempered by his full immersion led to him experiencing pain, and sacrifice all the way to the top echelon of the game. When asked why he was motivated he had two words to tell. “Just Cause,”. Note: I edit chapters multiple times.