A History of War
Life is difficult enough for a Lirian soldier. Training for ten years, hunting evil deimos, solving crimes, facing powerful weilders, keeping the peace in a tension-filled world, each Lirian soldier has a lot on their plate. It doesn't become any easier if you have to deal with a dark past that looms at every corner. How will Lais Felix and Helen Song, two best friends with tragic pasts, handle life as soldiers while running from their past? Will they manage to escape their tragic beginnings? Or will the past finally catch up to them?
The Children of Marelirium
VINCENT
"Did you really run from the police?" I ask Sgt.Poe.
The two of us are walling back to our apartments, which aren't too far from each other. "I sure did. You know the talk back then. The orphanages turn us into robots, oh no!" he jokes.
"They'll dig out our brains and replace them with bolts, then we'll get sent out to war with knives for hands and laser for eyes," I add with a small laugh.
"I don't know about knives. I heard machine guns for hands, sounded way cooler. But lasers for eyes, that one I heard of. That and poison breath," he replies.
We both laugh. Oh the innocent brats we were back then.
"Well honestly speaking, turning us into robots was a good metaphor for it," I say after some time.
"Ah right. Train like the devil for ten years, end up working like a well-oiled machine on the other end. I get you."
"But not the kind of machines we thought they were making," I point out.