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Warlord G-1: Prologue
Earth: 2035 A.D.
It was the day that many said would never come. World War III. North Korea, after numerous claims of possessing weapons of mass destruction, launched an attack against the United States following intervention by the United Nations. With no warning to the oncoming attack, the nuclear warheads hit New York City, New York, and left half of the city in ruins. Feeling obligated to retaliate, the United States of America, with the backing of the United Nations, invaded South Korea, whom took aid from central nations in Northern Africa. The destruction that resulted left the world in ruin, and as the call of war demanded further technological advancement, scientific feats were accomplished that were never thought capable of mankind. Humans were infused with animal DNA, and as the years passed, these subjects passed the genetic material on to their offspring, creating variant hybrids of human and animal. Tanks had become obsolete, and the first mechanized suit;
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Warlord G-1: Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Debt Repaid
Haydin's hand rose and wiped away the sweat that had gathered on his brow, tossing his book bag into his room. He hadn't even made it into the door of the manor, and the head maid, Serena, had informed him that his mother wanted him to report to the lounge. It seemed she had a gift for him, however she had neglected to mention what it was. He'd offered a sigh of protest as he retreated in to his room to change, shedding the stuffy school uniform that was required of every student, before putting on a basic black t-shirt, and jeans to complete the ensemble.
It was a short walk to the lounge, and he hadn't even bothered to look as he shut the door behind him. It was only once he'd taken a moment to massage his temples, pushing aside that black hair that he had allowed to run wild, that he took a moment to glance around the room. Something was off. He had expected his mother to be waiting for him, gift presented like it was the most important thing in e
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