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Prologue
To the Stars!
To the Stars!
On May 9th, 2043, at exactly five minutes to midnight, Hope took off from a platform near Moscow. Russia not only won the Space Race, it has shown the world once and for all that it is the one true power in the world. Centuries ago, the Iroquois Confederation, Ottoman City-States, and Kingdom of Egypt could all argue that they were equal. Centuries ago, the four major powers of the world were friends but sometime in the early 20th century, this conception shattered during the First Ottoman-Iroquois War and forty years later in the Second Ottoman-Iroquois War which ended with the Ottoman Empire devouring the once proud, but small Iroquois Confederacy.
However, it wasn't the rising power of the Ottomans, but of the Egyptians that resulted in the First Russian-Egyptian War of the 1980s. Russia had beaten Egypt, but not defeated it. Egypt lost half its territory but that didn't prevent the Border Crisis of 2037 which, by the end of the year, resulted in Thebes falling under the thumb of Russia. By 2043, the Ottomans had ripped their own piece of the ailing Egyptian Kingdom.
The victory against Egypt, against the barbarians and cataclysm, against nature itself, filled the Russian people with new ideas. The Egyptians had been beaten but they haven't been truly defeated, have they? Humbled but thirsting for revenge, surely? The Egyptians have proven themselves capable of dirty measures such as when they seized the coal mine that triggered the second war. What about the Ottomans? They turned on their ally, the Iroquois, and destroyed them. The Ottomans are vultures, circling overhead and waiting for a minute, a second to lash out and tear a piece of the sick carcass of a true nation.
The Russian midterm elections gave the Technocrats the mandate they needed. The last war saw the use of tanks and infantry but the Egyptians, if not the world, had yet see what a modern war could unleash upon the world.