The rumble of distant thunder broke the silence as Neza stared into the burning eyes of his little sister. Saf waited patiently for someone to clarify the situation for him, but said nothing. After a few minutes, Neza’s fevered whisper broke the silence, “Saf, take Montir and get out of here.”

I’ve been doing surprisingly well in Magic: The Gathering since my move to Maryland. I’ve decided to write my first article regarding Magic: The Gathering since I haven’t seen anyone else post a deck quite like mine.

I’m driving across the country this week, so I won’t be able to post anything. I’m putting this little post together for the time being that will help explain a little more about the world of Animosity while I’m away. I hope you enjoy it!

As I look forward to my final couple weeks of living in Las Vegas, I know I’m going to miss this place. The people I’ve met here have been lively and friendly in ways that I never experienced in the other places I’ve lived. The fun places I’ve gone will leave me with happy memories until I’m too senile too remember them. In particular, the wide variety of excellent foods may be one of the things I miss the most.

Instead of going hunting alone as he normally did, Neza decided to join Saf for meditation the next day. Saf was happy to have company for once, but their conversation was making him slightly uncomfortable.

Sorry for my lack of posts this past week (or more), but I’ve got all kinds of stuff going on lately.

Resting nearly a hundred meters above the forest floor, Neza tracked the heat signatures of five human soldiers and a heavy artillery unit. He navigated the various visualizations of his BIOS with impressive skill after only a month of training. His mind was at peace and his adrenaline flowed in anticipation of six fresh kills.

Rosetta waited patiently in the dark, watching every move that Martine made. She knew he was the one who bandaged her, but she still couldn’t trust him.

As an artist and self-proclaimed peaceful freedom fighter, I cling to my first amendment rights. This is not because I believe the right to free speech is powerful enough to protect me. It is because my belief that this right SHOULD be powerful enough.

They’ve gone too far. Arc has violated every fiber of scientific ethics that I’ve learned to live by. Human or not, these beings are sentient and these experiments are on the level of humanity’s greatest atrocities.