The Weltkrieg, the war to end all wars. Fought between the rival empires of Europe, its outcome was to decide the fate of the world order after. On one side was the Entente, an unholy alliance of rivals driven only by their mutual ire for the rising German Empire. On the other was the Central Powers, a coalition of decaying realms led by the upstart power. And between the great empires were rising nation-states, all eager for a pound of flesh. In the end, an entire generation of young men were wasted in the slaughter that followed. An era of disillusionment and civil strife, the ‘Bitter Peace’ that came with the Treaty of Versaill

Garage, Hephaestos’ Cottage, Oetylos, Lacedaemon Amuro Ray 12th July, 1040 A.U.C. Oetylos felt like a dream. Sitting in the garage tinkering on a device in a plain shirt and jeans, Amuro found it hard to adjust to the odd tranquillity. He had been fighting for so long, practically since he was a teen. And for a long time, his life had never known peace. From his guilt over Lalah’s death, to the constant battles with the Titans and Neo Zeon, there were many times when Amuro simply wanted to quit, and try to go back to a life of peace and solitude. Now that he had obtained his wish, his growing guilt over abandoning his unit was st

Dockyard, Oetylos, Lacedaemon Colony Amuro Ray, EFSF Londo Bell Task Force Lieutenant Oetylos, one of several frontier towns in the Lacedaemon colony cluster. Overlooking the moon and Earth, the colony looked a lot like a medieval, even classical era Mediterranean town. Save for the telltale cylindrical surface of the space colony, it was very hard to guess that this was a space colony at all. And the lack of technological advancement felt eerie at best, and some that, he recalled, had only once been encountered by Captain Bright and his Nahel Argama crew in the First Neo Zeon War. Looking at the average residents tending to their fields and

Cottage, Unknown Colony Amuro Ray, EFSF Londo Bell Task Force Lieutenant Playing: Scaena Felix - Puella Magi Madoka Magica Vol. 1 by Yuki Kaijura It had been a long sleep, perhaps far too long. It had been long since the gleaning light shone in Amuro’s eyes, trying to pry his eyelids open to awake. As the haunting whispers of the stranger echoed in his mind, he could not help but gasp in horror. Sitting up on a fairly quaint bed, the bewildered Londo Bell ace was quick to notice the rural-style white shirt on him, and his pilot suit missing. “What,” he blurted, “where am I… Last I remember I was-GHHHHHHHHH!

"Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic." - Arthur C. Clark's Third Law​ "So cold... so dark..." This is the ending of every unfortunate soul in the struggle of war. Some meet their fate in a sudden blaze of light. Others were not as lucky, forced to flail helplessly as cold metal or boiling heat rips apart their fragile bodies and sap their blood and energy. In the end, there is a grim nothingness that signifies death itself. No light at the end... No whispers from their fallen friends... nothing... All that awaits is nothing... "Lalah... Lalah..." a young pilot's voice echoed in the darkness, drifting