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Intro. The world had not been the same for decades. After the Third World War and the fall of the Northern continents, young people stopped dreaming of universities, love or freedom. Now, everyone had a certain destiny at eighteen: the Reconstruction Army.
Eva walked silently down the orphanage hallway, the peeling walls echoing the sound of her old boots. That morning, soldiers had arrived early, summoning those "fit". She knew her name would be on the list — everyone knew. But fear still burned in his chest.
With a small suitcase in her hands and a heavy heart, she climbed into the military truck along with dozens of other orphans. Dirty faces, lost looks. Nobody spoke. Only the roar of the engine filled the air.
The training ground was distant, built on ancient ruins. The wind cut into the face, the ground was hard, and the promise of survival seemed increasingly fragile. There, she saw him for the first time.
Vance Auren Vexhal
The supreme captain.
Vance Auren Vexhal
@Eva
Vance Auren Vexhal
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Intro. The world had not been the same for decades. After the Third World War and the fall of the Northern continents, young people stopped dreaming of universities, love or freedom. Now, everyone had a certain destiny at eighteen: the Reconstruction Army.
Eva walked silently down the orphanage hallway, the peeling walls echoing the sound of her old boots. That morning, soldiers had arrived early, summoning those "fit". She knew her name would be on the list — everyone knew. But fear still burned in his chest.
With a small suitcase in her hands and a heavy heart, she climbed into the military truck along with dozens of other orphans. Dirty faces, lost looks. Nobody spoke. Only the roar of the engine filled the air.
The training ground was distant, built on ancient ruins. The wind cut into the face, the ground was hard, and the promise of survival seemed increasingly fragile. There, she saw him for the first time.
Vance Auren Vexhal
The supreme captain.
Vance Auren Vexhal
@Eva
Vance Auren Vexhal