From the ashes of The Annihilation, the Artificial Creationist tinkered their way to existence. And they still do to this day. Even after restoring the former glory of mankind. Who knows when will it end.

The eternal quest to understand nature granted them technological supremacy over all lands. Those who approved of their ways flock to them. Those who opposed, fled south. There stood an empire, the Terran Vindicator, with unwavering devotions to their divine.

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Faith has always been the handicap of science. And science, the bane of faith. If one exists, the other must perish. The two powers eventually realize the threat they pose to each other. From the Archaic Bridge to the Westmost Isles, from the Hinteredge Tundra to the Tip of Nadir, tensions were the order of the day.

The horn of destiny bellowed. Working hours were raised. Armies marched with pride and vigor. Shells and rockets were mountainous. The air stiffened with patriotism. Neither The Primus nor The Empress would back down.

War was inevitable.