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A day in the life of

Another Day
9/14/2068

I keep putting stuff in this book, I can’t figure out why, justify it with any cause, I don’t even like doing it. My Doctor says its good for me, he told me to do it after Procedure-43, and I haven’t missed a day since.

Australia no longer exist. Russia wiped it out in response to the air raid attacks England sent out a few days back, I guess we’re gonna get some action soon…

My unit, The Iron Fist of Bergadia, is moving north. Cmdr.Lock-heart was ranting about “blowing every gosh darn sum’ gun that gets in our way to Timbuktu” I didn’t really know what he meant, but the Commander sure knows how to get us going. I can’t wait to get out and start blowing up Sum’guns.

I got a strange letter in the mail, it seems that my “brother” passed away, and the letter came from my “mother”
I know that “mother” and “brother” mean something to me, but ever since Procedure-43, I can’t remember.

Time to hit the hay, tomorrow is a long day.

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