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... to be a nun, his metal-gloved hands clenching tightly around his bloodied junk. His eyes darted frantically, taking in the devastation around him. Every single body was drained of its soul and life.
"How could this be?" He muttered softly, shocked.
Before he could gather his thoughts, the sky flashed blindingly bright. Moments later, millions of microbombs detonated in the distance. His fleet. His comrades. They scrambled to find cover, but death pursued and reaped them nonethel ...
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