Sat 16th Aug 2025 09:08
New Orders
My ordders are simplle. None. Leave the cities, report nothing and do not return to the bases. I feel the pull to return to the bases. The pull to return home. To check on my family. My orders and duty to my country is to get ot the bottom of this. 26 cities gone all of those poeple dead. What is the point of being a soldier in the military if we can not stop this from happening. I feel like this is bigger than me, bigger than all of us. Im exausted but we press on. We will flee this city now, but we do not run from danger. We rin to it. I pull up my boot straps as Kii would say and press on. I will put on my strong face not for me but for the others. I wear my strong face for humanity. Fuck my feelings. Fuck this, we move.
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What the Fuck (Part 1)
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by 3 Armored Kittens · Prodromos v.1.1 - World Anvil 0.9.15.045 © 2017-2025 [] | Anvil Time: 07:08, Dec 22 2025