Report 106
As we reached the peak of Mt. Sedolus, we could see the city lights in the distance, the City of Scyla, a bustling civilization full of life and and prosperous nature. Though what was one suppose to expect from the divine and gifted?
The zeppelins we rode acted as clouds of the upcoming wrath we would ran down upon these 'Gods', no more would we have to fear their people or powers, no longer will we be seen as the 'lesser race', today: The Gods shall fall to US.
As we flew over the city, I called the order to release the mortars, and watched as they rained down on the city, I could not even begin to express my immense satisfaction as I watch those 'gods' burn to our man-made fire. Watching them scatter about, hearing their screams, it was like a symphony to honor how far man has come.
We landed our troops down to hunt down the last of the survivors, they were a persistent bunch, using their god-like abilities to kill a good number of my men. But ultimately, we were able to kill their entire species within a day. I even had the pleasure of cutting a number of lives short. After I reported the accomplishment to Arch-regent Zianna, I joined my men as we watched the city of Gods and its people burn to a crisp, though I should stop calling them 'Gods', cause after all.....
What kind of gods can't even last a bullet?
-Colonel Zygar
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The Mark of the Scylar
FantasyLong ago, there lived a race of people known as The Scylars, the divined chosen with the ability to control the element and bend reality to their advantage, and because of this, they have been hunted down, killed and eradicated, now only the descend...
