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The wind bit harder than memory, and still Frekki marched. Snow crunched under his boots with the heaviness of armor pulled by flesh alone — no motors, no cables, no glide-rig to ease the weight. Just him and the burden he chose. He adjusted the strap across his chest with a grunt and muttered...

Private Tillery stood sentinel against the rugged walls of the settlement, his eyes scanning the horizon for any signs of movement. In his hands, he cradled a cup of recaff, a bitter concoction made from reused beans that had been watered down and salvaged from the last pot, yet he had managed...

Ty lowered himself onto the Cot, his cybernetic jaw clicking softly as he settled into place. The air around them was filtered through advanced 3D-printed bone, courtesy of the cutting-edge resurritech technology that had brought him back from death over 300 years ago. His focus was intense as...

The petite fighter, Snowblind, gazed up at the towering figure known only as Frank. A sly smirk played across her lips as she couldn't help but think to herself, "The bigger they are, the harder they fall." With a burst of determination, she dashed forward and crouched low, aiming a punch at his...

It had been a month since the Golden Band's beachhead mission, and they were still recovering from their botched battle strategy. The Enemy forces seemed to be licking their wounds as well, giving the Golden Band some much-needed breathing room. In response, the command team made the decision to...

**Medical building** Ty would make his way to the medical room after the surgery was complete. "Aaron was it, I need a favor and I need you to be descreete with what I'm about to ask." Passing a glance to the girl on the other medical bed who had her hand replaced from combat injurys the day...

Holly Shook her head and pointed to the Skeleton borg who just publicly executed a officer. "No I didn't opt for it. what actually happened is that guy over there is paying out of pocket with funds I didn't even know he had to cover Alpha grade milspec cybernetics for all who need replacement...

Frank looks down at the man and shakes his hand. "Well, 250 deaths from Trojan company 500 wounded and 250 are fully capable of fighting, In Serra company all 1000 were killed outright, and about 25 shuttles much like the one we are riding in were shot down and were still getting casualty...

=== On the Incoming Transport === With the happy-go-lucky Faris's questioning. he would see a large 7ft tall man with greyish-white hair and a handlebar mustache. Built like a hulking dump truck the man looked around like he was listening to something. "One floor up in locker 23, th'names...

Inside the medic tent and the newly constructed medical building, chaos reigned amidst the cacophony of pain and despair. The stench of burnt flesh hung heavy in the air, mingling with the sharp scent of disinfectant as medics worked tirelessly to tend to the wounded. In the crowded tent area...

In the fading light of evening, amidst the wreckage of battle on the desolate shores of Planet Everan, Golden Band stood battered and bloodied. The echoes of a fierce onslaught still reverberated through the air, mingling with the sorrowful cries of the wounded and the mourning for the fallen...

As Aaron's mech, Trojan 3, trudged forward towards the breach in the defensive wall, the weight of the battle pressed down upon him like a heavy burden. The landscape around him was a grim tableau of destruction, with the bodies of fallen comrades littering the ground and the waters filled with...

The battlefield was a tumultuous canvas of destruction, with the remnants of mechs strewn across the scorched landscape. Golden Band Legacy Mechs, determined to breach the first defensive wall, had faced fierce resistance. Despite their valor, several mechs lay in ruin, testament to the...

Threw the various heads up displays of the battlefield the horror of war comes into view of the desolate landscape of Everan's coastline. The remnants of the failed first wave are scattered across the beach, with half-buried drop ships and shattered cruisers serving as grim reminders of the...

The NDC Cemetery is a solemn place, a testament to the sacrifices made during the Century War. Rows upon rows of graves, both simple and ornate, stretch across a landscape that bears the weight of a century of pain and loss. Ty Sibo stands amidst the gravestones, his cybernetic hand clutching a...