I don't know who once said this sentence.
Hiss——————!
Scorching blue flames propel the organization forward rapidly, flesh writhes, red-black crystals reflecting the sunlight.
'In cosmic warfare, you will be obliterated under the impact of warship cannons and meteorite weapons. Those cheapest weapons often claim the most lives, even the Earthbound Deities high above in a mortal's eyes.'
In warfare, everyone is equal.
You might be an urban King of Soldiers, a campus academic genius, a handsome pretty boy.
But in warfare, you'll be hit by a stray bullet without warning, blasted by a misjudgment from friendly forces, or used as a pawn in high-level contests of favor thrown into meaningless charges.
This is war.
It treats everyone equally, bringing merciless death upon cowardly souls fearing death, ambitious youths eager for glory, brave warriors defending their nation, corrupt scoundrels, and strong, courageous women alike.
Rumble rumble rumble rumble——————!
