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Kalimord | Posted: 18-06-2025 06:24:19 |
Year: 2030
Planet: Ambroid Ambroid was a twin to Earth in almost every way—oceans blue, skies turbulent, continents fractured by tectonic grudges and political scars. But one thing made Ambroid different: peace never survived long enough to root. By 2030, diplomacy had become a myth, treaties were pulp fiction, and every border on Ambroid was drawn in diesel smoke and contrails. The nations of Ambroid didn’t talk—they clashed. They fought for land, for minerals, for rivers and rare metals, for ideology wrapped in steel. Fighter jets screamed overhead daily, cutting across the sky like silver blades. Tanks roared through valleys and scorched grasslands into glass. Peace was a ceasefire long enough to reload |
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