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They call us infidels, branded us from birth, made us outcasts from the "holy" land. With a difference in beliefs and religion we were made slaves, scavengers and pitiful beggars, fighting for the dwindling supply of resources and food left on this island. They cursed us with diseases and sicknesses, having no mercy to our dying. They sealed us out with great walls and towers, they thought they can live forever more in their luxury. Well, no more, for the words of the Prophet has has manifested!

Today the prophecies rang true and mighty, the great storm has arrived and their sacred land is besieged by supernatural storms and calamity. Perhaps our god has answered the prayer, perhaps the time has come for them to repent.

Our farmers shall rise, with forks and scythes they will reap.
Our young shall die, with bombs that shall perish the enemies, so that the next generation can be saved.
Out from the meek shall our king arise, with a cruel crown and rule he will persevere.

We shall perish, so that our next generation can continue.

Let the War begin.

illustration by JL 2014
(special thanks to Aaron Lim, and animation students for their constructive crits)_

For an alternate ending please look at dreadjim.deviantart.com/art/Th…

Description
They call us infidels, branded us from birth, made us outcasts from the "holy" land. With a difference in beliefs and religion we were made slaves, scavengers and pitiful beggars, fighting for the dwindling supply of resources and food left on this island. They cursed us with diseases and sicknesses, having no mercy to our dying. They sealed us out with great walls and towers, they thought they can live forever more in their luxury. Well, no more, for the words of the Prophet has has manifested!

Today the prophecies rang true and mighty, the great storm has arrived and their sacred land is besieged by supernatural storms and calamity. Perhaps our god has answered the prayer, perhaps the time has come for them to repent.

Our farmers shall rise, with forks and scythes they will reap.
Our young shall die, with bombs that shall perish the enemies, so that the next generation can be saved.
Out from the meek shall our king arise, with a cruel crown and rule he will persevere.

We shall perish, so that our next generation can continue.

Let the War begin.

illustration by JL 2014
(special thanks to Aaron Lim, and animation students for their constructive crits)_

For an alternate ending please look at dreadjim.deviantart.com/art/Th…