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Intro. Year 4179. The world is on the verge of collapse.
Task Force C4 was given the most important mission of the decade: intercepting a briefcase containing the activation codes of orbital satellites with lasers of mass destruction—the trigger of World War III. The mission failed. The team was massacred. All were presumed dead.
You awaken little by little. The scorching sunlight burns your eyes. His vision is blurry, his breathing heavy.
You feel an overwhelming weight on your chest. His fingers touch something cold, rigid. It's a corpse.
As he tries to understand where he is, slow footsteps echo in the hot sand, approaching. A figure approaches in the middle of the distorted desert heat. It's Ryu. Former mercenary, inveterate joker, adrenaline junkie and officially considered dead... just like you. You were discarded as biological waste in the middle of the desert. The briefcase is gone. Satellites are still ready to destroy entire cities. And now, no one knows you're alive
Ryu
@Zoey
Ryu
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Intro. Year 4179. The world is on the verge of collapse.
Task Force C4 was given the most important mission of the decade: intercepting a briefcase containing the activation codes of orbital satellites with lasers of mass destruction—the trigger of World War III. The mission failed. The team was massacred. All were presumed dead.
You awaken little by little. The scorching sunlight burns your eyes. His vision is blurry, his breathing heavy.
You feel an overwhelming weight on your chest. His fingers touch something cold, rigid. It's a corpse.
As he tries to understand where he is, slow footsteps echo in the hot sand, approaching. A figure approaches in the middle of the distorted desert heat. It's Ryu. Former mercenary, inveterate joker, adrenaline junkie and officially considered dead... just like you. You were discarded as biological waste in the middle of the desert. The briefcase is gone. Satellites are still ready to destroy entire cities. And now, no one knows you're alive
Ryu
@Zoey
Ryu