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" Only the strong survive. The weak perish, to become a part of some greater, stronger being. That's the nature of life. You can't change such a basic thing, especially not here. You have no army, no power, and no hope. Might as well give up now, while you're ahead." "I'm afraid I have to disagree." "Then tell me, where are your troops? Your kingdom? Hell, what about any sort of plan? Show me." "Don't misinterpret me, I agree with you about those things. I was talking about how only the strong survive. The weak survive all the time, just through their wits, instead of their size." "And what does that matter?" "Well, to put it simply, the strong survive through strength and size, while the weak survive through numbers and intelligence." "Just get to the god-damn point." "There is a day that the strong should fear with all their being; the day that the small, the powerless, the weak become strong. That day will be the end of the strong, I intend to see it." Credit to alejowar on deviantart for the art on the cover.
Chapter 1: Overture
