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As men have traversed over the earth cries have been heard
and shouts cried out. Yet to no avail not a finger was lifted. As the Republic broke the backs of its people the
muffles grew and thoughts were formed. From those thoughts spurned an uprising, giving way to a new faction of technologically
advanced rebels, which became known as New Conglomerate. For long did the people bare the burden of this war, and long
was end end promised. But with no end in site, the people began to lose hope once again. Then as the people began
to search for new ideas it was found... the new begining. With these ancient technologies one could become unstoppable,
let alone a group. From the shadows of the caves and the deepest caverns rose a cry. This cry only echoed
as it came forth, and from this cry came a shout that no other had seen before, thus allowing the Vanu to emerge as rightful
heirs to the throwns of the Republic. It is our duty to supress the insurgents and demolish the Republic. Now
men, take a look at each person around you and ask yourself, do I wish to be free, or live in opression for the rest of my
life. Thats Right! Stand up, take your buddies hand, strap on your boots, and form up, because the time has come
for us to take our rightful spots.
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