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The Lancer


I fear nothing for I am writing incarnate.

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The Solarian Empire, has stood against the bulwark of time for centuries, yet after the death of Solaris, the nation somewhat fractures- Forming itself into the Holy Solarian Empire- and instead simply grows more corrupt and fat every day. Its army unused, a mere show of force, than a rear leg capable of such bucking. To satisfy their labour needs- without having to do it themselves of course- humans were brought in, capable of a variety of tasks, and able to be hardy enough to withstand it.

Yet through all these years the whip has been used, and when something has been seen enough, and when the greatest wall of them all, fear, has collapsed. Solaris help you all.

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