The War Vortex

Roland Garros, the Roland Garros in the vortex. Nothing was more awkward than now. Roland Garros had always been the political core ever since the Milky Way Alliance was established. It represented the highest civilization of mankind and had propelled mankind to peaceful development. Many believed that this was the golden age in the history of human peace since no one dared challenge the Milky Way Alliance. The Milky Way Alliance lost its significance now that its largest supporters, the Arbiter Republic and the Aslan Empire, were fighting amongst themselves.

The Milky Way Alliance was operating more like a wet market now with the politicians bickering away. Aslan and Arbiter's made their stand while the ambassadors of the other countries had vested themselves into this competition of justice. No one believed that any of this would make any difference though. Only real strength would determine the winner. Everything here was just a facade from the rules of humans.