The Fallout
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The Fallout
47.0167 Norse, 6.9833 English
23 October, 2245, Lausanne, Switzerland
Dear reader, I’m fairly certain this is my last entry, as well as my last day on this planet. I must hope for your sake that the world has found its way back. I write in Commontone because before the Amplus Pax Pact made among the remaining countries of the world, it was the most used language. There is much to tell you, or rather much for you to read.
The High Chancellor has the FreePeace surrounding my apartment building, and will soon call the order to strike down the door and execute all tenants. I cannot say that it is without provocation, I would surely do the same to him if given the chance.
I have spent a good half of my life exposing the Diamond Ring and gathering a militia to overthrow it. A wretched establishment that took its power by force, they are the cause of the end of civilization. Derived from the world’s most powerful businessmen, this totalitarian government bought and built its capital, and destroyed nine-tenths of the world. It has been since its inception the very definition of what many would consider evil, especially regarding the
Colonization Movement. The Colonization Movement set out to build a society of citizens performing different trades in order to sustain its own well-being, but led by the Diamond Ring quickly grew to become districts of slave-labor in order to sustain only the well-being of the
Diamond Ring. Please, I beg you that if the Diamond Ring still stands, you carry on my work. I hope that you are able to finally take out the Cor, so that the militia may finally exact their
revenge. It is between the two towers, the one that leans and the one that loves; where the Saint sits by the Lake. Use the map I’ve attached; trust the Norse and English.
Colony Collapse Disorder
11 September 2245
Much has happened since I last wrote. The dinner with the High Chancellor went rather well; I was able to uncover his plans
The Fallout
47.0167 Norse, 6.9833 English
23 October, 2245, Lausanne, Switzerland
Dear reader, I’m fairly certain this is my last entry, as well as my last day on this planet. I must hope for your sake that the world has found its way back. I write in Commontone because before the Amplus Pax Pact made among the remaining countries of the world, it was the most used language. There is much to tell you, or rather much for you to read.
The High Chancellor has the FreePeace surrounding my apartment building, and will soon call the order to strike down the door and execute all tenants. I cannot say that it is without provocation, I would surely do the same to him if given the chance.
I have spent a good half of my life exposing the Diamond Ring and gathering a militia to overthrow it. A wretched establishment that took its power by force, they are the cause of the end of civilization. Derived from the world’s most powerful businessmen, this totalitarian government bought and built its capital, and destroyed nine-tenths of the world. It has been since its inception the very definition of what many would consider evil, especially regarding the
Colonization Movement. The Colonization Movement set out to build a society of citizens performing different trades in order to sustain its own well-being, but led by the Diamond Ring quickly grew to become districts of slave-labor in order to sustain only the well-being of the
Diamond Ring. Please, I beg you that if the Diamond Ring still stands, you carry on my work. I hope that you are able to finally take out the Cor, so that the militia may finally exact their
revenge. It is between the two towers, the one that leans and the one that loves; where the Saint sits by the Lake. Use the map I’ve attached; trust the Norse and English.
Colony Collapse Disorder
11 September 2245
Much has happened since I last wrote. The dinner with the High Chancellor went rather well; I was able to uncover his plans