Prologue

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Gunshots could be heard echoing all around. Screams from all those below.
     "Oh why hadn't we headed the warning, maybe then we could have prepared better!" The sound of remorse came from one innocent man.
     The catastrophe was crazy for an army of that size. Everyone knew that more would come, but the odds were slim for a victory against a potentially near infinite army. All agreed on one thing, they needed someone with a clear mind, they needed a comer. Maybe then the odds would be better, maybe then they could stand a fighting chance. 

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