Final Entry
The Universal Trade Nexus is mine. Godiva exists no more. The Christmas Machine runs by my will. There is no enemy left to fight. Now I wait for them to come for me. I have it all and someone wants it. There will always be someone. With no fights left, all that is left is enternal vigilance. sad
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The Dragnus War Journal In Times of Peace.
The misadventure of a warmonger with no battles left to fight.
Gotta go start a fight.
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Dragnus
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