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This is war… the wilderness turned into a battleground! For years two ancient clans have had disputes, arguments and conflicts –
it’s about time they clash – or is it? They go by the names of “Fatality” and “FOE”
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The two main ranks of “Fatality”
are: Chris and Turny
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Both Chris and Turny are highly experienced ranks
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The flag flutters like it’s taking its last breath
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Unsure of the exact spot they’re going to arrive in, they plunge in some sort of demonic and forsaken ruins! The ruins are at
zenith, and they are under a plateau
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Piles of bones are ubiquitous
in the wilderness
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The star-shaped symbols are
blooming in a dark orangey colour, and in each and every one of them a red demon can be seen frightened, petrified and
startled
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The men
that go by the name of “Fatality” cannot see that they’re manically depressed, in their jealousy and envy they get whirled and
warped in a frenzy
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Precisely in front of the vanishing point a mob can be seen marching towards the ruins – the view is not a vista
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It’s like they’re one unstoppable killing
machine
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The pair of them are encouraging the members of “Fatality” by
repeatedly preaching:
“They may take our lives
But they’ll never take our freedom!”
Pre-eminently, predominantly and precipitously Chris decreed the mobilized army to start marching
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Warlord Turny
starts yelling: “We must not retreat and we must not be defeated!” the mob starts to move more tremendously, vigorously and
robustly
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The ancient
floor of the wilderness looks lifeless, barren and void – it gives the impression that nobody has been here for ages
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“FOE” is
meandering whilst on their march whereas “Fatality” is steadfastly marching straight; “devouring” everything in its path – like
they’re one colossal brute
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Warlord Turny is
on a killing spree – so is leader Chris
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“Fatality” is smiting
“FOE”
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Clan “FOE” acquiesces the superiority of “Fatality” and the few survivors started
to retreat
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The
regiment launches their seeds of destruction
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Turny sees troops there; their armour is
trimmed in a ruby-red colour
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Turny informs leader
Chris about it
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The battalion stops
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“EOP” extemporaneously steamrolled towards the
volcanic vents “Fatality” was organising at
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The vents look like little volcanoes – trying to grow old
like their elders
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The vents looks like little mountains with their tops smashed
open – you can see the red lava dripping through the sides - just like morning dew does on grass in the morning
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The lava is building up underneath – it’s preparing for mass
destruction
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but being
the ruthless killing machines that they are; they defend their ground
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…Another clan shockingly rushes in (in rescue)
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Precipitately, mysteriously and questionably - one by one; member after member the legendary troops of “Fatality” died out
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Every single member of “NME” took their verdant green berets
off – the berets look like emeralds and the members themselves are real gemstones
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Doesn’t seem stolid now does it? They were as silent as mimes
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They throw away their green
berets, the pair of them squat down, take and equip Chris’s and Turny’s mint-green army mitres
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Preciously the new members and ranks of “Fatality” simultaneously take out their teleportation tabs

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