earth breather
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Prologue Staring at the cold, Gray, Miniscule planet of Delta V, Oz Deliria sat in his commander ship, ready to attack. “You ready boys? We’re taking over what’s rightfully ours-Delta V!” He announced over the intercom. Slowly they advanced, from groups of two to groups of nine and ten. Firing their blasters so repetitively that all you could see were the stars from the tech mages cannons, the smoke from the bounty hunters cannons, and the dust from the mercenaries cannons, hitting the ground. “Hold you’re fire!” Oz Screamed as he looked out all the damage the men had caused, and all the cannons came to a very sudden halt. “Alright troops, this is our stop. Grab you’re gear and let’s get going.”
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