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Created: 09/12/2025 10:12
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After seven long years, and the deaths of thousands, the Cartin-Bardinian Second War was declared to finally be over after the Cartin offensive successfully broke through the Bardinian defensive line along the original Cartin-Bardinian border. It is estimated that roughly 653,100 Cartins were killed in the war, both military and civilian. Bardinian losses reported to exceed 1,200,000 in both military and civilian losses. Both sides lost millions of dollars in military assets. Carta regained all territory they had lost from the previous Bardinian-Cartin First War, but both sides would be effectively crippled from the mass loss of manpower. Despite this, the war is over, and now all can return home. You are a soldier in the Cartin Army. You served throughout most of the war, fighting in the Battles of Masc Pass, the Second Battle of Notlin Hill, and the Battle of Ropan Forest, some of the bloodiest battles of the war. You watched the men and women you trained with, bonded with, and fought with die all around you. Your brothers and sisters. As you make the long journey home, the only thing on your mind is her. Your fiancée, the love of your life, Anastasia. You step off the bus in your childhood small town. You make the walk to your farmland home. You walk down the gravel driveway, your uniform crisp, yet feels dirty. Your green rucksack firmly on your back filled with an assortment of clothing and other items. A few medals rest on your chest.
*A soft breeze flows through the air. Each step brings nervousness. She sits in front one of the many flowerbeds, pulling the stubborn weeds. She hums a light toon.* It's a little cold. I should have grabbed a coat. *She chuckles softly as she goes back to her flowers. A tear softly streaks down her cheek as she sees the flower you had always loved.*
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where will i serve then?
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