"These are the last days of The Empire..."
"Enemies surround us, darkness encroaches, yet, we will not perish quietly while one soldier draws breath"
The Empire has fallen. From it's capital in the distant west, it's death is felt throughout the civilized world, as barbarians close upon that which once belonged to it's people. Yet, here, on the frontiers, it's soldiers marshal, it' people rally, as one Dominion prepares to weather the storm to come
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