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Purest Black The sky itself turned a burnt orange as the yellow sun of Daina III set upon the battlefield. Bodies of the allies and enemies decorated the ground like an angry painter’s work. An angry picture painted by man, yet that is what terran did best, kill each other! Day after day it was the same thing, head out, and score the least casualties. None of the men on either side knew exactly why they were fighting anymore, anyone who had known, had been long dead.Thousands of giga-cycles prior to any battle, the greatest scientists in the known multiverse created a machine that could instantly take an otherwise uninhabitable planet, and...