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Sherbert loved autumn. The crisp air, the golden leaves fluttering down from the trees, and the earthy scent of the season always filled him with a quiet joy. This year, he had something new to look forward to. It was a sweater, hand-stitched with care and adorned with patterns of autumn leaves. The moment Sherbert laid eyes on it, he wanted it, no, needed it. The sweater was a deep, warm brown, similar to that of the...

In the dimly lit medical wing of the war outpost, Azazel sat down, reminiscing about how he first decided he’d volunteer his expertise against the war. His hands moved over a tray of surgical instruments, inspecting each one with the care of someone who knew the weight of every decision, every incision. He could hear the distant sounds of battle, the war against the voidlings still raging outside, but here, in this sterile chamber, it was his battlefield....

Azazel sat in a quiet corner of the medical wing of the war outpost, hands moving over the different medical instruments laid out before him. The constant ugly gloom of the war against the voidlings seemed to stretch endlessly before him. The rhythmic sound of clashing steel and the occasional howl of a void creature echoed in the distance, but here in the relative safety of the medical wing, it was eerily still. He r...

Tsubasa led the small group of Phosrays through the dense forest, his eyes scanning the shadows between the trees. The group of phosrays huddled close, some of them shaking with fear as they moved through the underbrush. Behind them, there were the sounds of war. The clash of steel, the cries of battle, all a distant roar in the background. Tsubasa’s heart ached, knowing his fellow Stelciars were locked in combat against the void creatures, but his duty was he...

Sherbert gathered with the other Stelciars in the dim glow of the outpost. Each of them were gathered around a war table, scattered with maps of the lands around them, and small figures to represent both the voidlings and their comrades. The room hummed with tension, the walls, similar to the war table, were also covered with charts of void creatures and battle strategies. The war had been going on for months at this point, many of their fellow comrades and friends had passed away in the figh...