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It is the Third Galactic Era. Five hundred years after the Second Era of Trade and Peace, the Third Era is one of War.
Noone remembers who started the war or why. Only that there are four powers in the universe.
The Federation: Upholders of Truth and Justice throughout the free worlds.
The Alliance: A coalition of alien races bent on galactic domination.
The Rebels: A ragtag nation of refugees and mercenaries determined to rid oppression in the universe.
And The Empire: A Proud People who believe themselves to be the ultimate masters of all life.
These four nations have warred for centuries, each one fighting for galactic domination. None of them willing to back down.
There is no room for negotiation. No place for peace.
In a universe where the word “Overkill” has no place, this is:
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