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Chronicles of Terra: fall of Argis 5 PROLOGUE
No one truly understood why the war began, the only thing known is that it did. The Fanatical Holy Order of Terra was once nothing more then a cult of misfits and idealists who were sent to a remote mining world so not to cause trouble for the growing Empire.
At first they did as they were told, mining the mineral deposits and sending them back to Farin Prime for processing, but nobody expected them to stay passive forever. After a few years the colony went dead, rescue ships sent to the planet found no sign of the 5,000 citizens that once lived on that black rock. A report was filed and life continued, the colony was replenished with miners and families and no one thought the wiser.
Now, almost 200 years after their disappearance, they returned with a battlefleet that rivaled that of the T.S.F, weapons more alien then what our own sciantists had thought possible with the tech they supposedly had.
At first we ignored them, arresting their speakers who landed on worlds to 'turn' them to the blind ideas of preservation. Perhaps if we had left them alone they would have faded in time. We didn't, and now they have begun cleansing worlds of humans. the 'degraded' species as they call us, corrupt and blind.
My own father died protecting Venus 12, his ship still orbits that world, the cities now probably covered with plants and the bones of our troops left on the streets. An empire of over 300 worlds, now reduced to 183 after their assaults.
Now they are attacking my home, Agris 5, and expect us to surrender again. I'd rather burn my home then give it to them. Thats why we fight, to protect our homes and families. Not because of greed, but because we must.
End log,
Captain Michael Fleyer
Commander of T.S.S King George.
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