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18 July, 2008

Chapter 0: Prologue [The World ; The Moon // Your Heart]

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The World ; The Moon

Your Heart

The Silver-Lined Prelude

The world had surely come to an end.

The sky burned, the earth shook.

Everyone was screaming, but I heard it not.

Home. It was ruined.

They said we would be safe.

I could only look on as they extricated and buried my home.

My home in their arms.

“Mom? Dad?”

Polaris, the nation of Antarctica.

Declared independence 2034.

Achieved official superpower status 2036.

Polaris was formed of want, and Polaris would end of want.

Frustrated by the Corina/Russia duopoly on fuel, Polaris in an act of belligerence towards the UN violated the Protocol on Environmental Protection to the Antarctic Treaty, and began to extract oil from the seas of Antarctica.

Allied with the equally frustrated Australia, a joint assault on the United States of America, followed by the destruction of Intercontinental Ballistic Missile emplacements worldwide via nuclear strikes from bases within North America and covert operations, within a day, Polaris ensured its nuclear monopoly and struck fearlessly at the remaining crippled superpowers of the EU, Russia, China and Corina.

The world fought hard to buy what time it could to slow the Blitzkrieg assault of Polaris. East and West fell as Polaris continued with its pincer strike at Corina. We never stood a chance.

Until Polaris made a fatal error, fearing the might of Corina, and distrusting the world, Polaris sought to solidify its presence and struck at its own allies, Australia.

In half a year, all but Corina had fallen to Polaris.

So Polaris sought the moon, believing that their victory lay in the skies.

The world had had enough. Corina and the rebellion fought to reclaim and bring as many ICBM emplacements online as possible, and a quick nuclear exchange signalled the end of the war.

Polaris rockets to the moon were destroyed before they broke the atmosphere, or so it was said, and thus the Polaris chain of command fell apart, and the disorganized remnants of the young nation were eliminated and put in their place.

At the bottom of the world, a freezing hell.

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