Abridged

Day 4,752, 01:34 • Published in Pakistan Ireland • by Hanzio
Time: 2:00 PM
Location: 256 miles above Pakistan.

In orbit, I lick my wounds inflicted against me by the Government of Japan. "They will all pay, one day..." I utter to myself as I watch the monitor of Training Operation troops in Northern India.

"What did you say brother?" mentioned Fyr with his headset off for the first time since I bordered the PAK-47 Production Facility, "You shouldn't worry about lost souls so much, they are busy dying."

"I just remember the good days, when man allied with his fellow man, instead of trying to out dog another in a chicken game", I exclaimed. "One day, the whole world will be engulfed in Sand and we will return to Dio for guidance..."

"Troopers Ready in Punjab!" Fyr, snapped into his radio transceiver.

"Things are going well, but why must we waste so much time on combat! I wish there was romance, and not that creepy shit that happens in almost every channel eRepublik touches!", I motioned to Fyr for a Bread. "Yes, you have a point there comrade", Fyr said unhooking himself from his harness.

"Not the sour dough, please no, Rye?.... yes", I said calmly switching over to Punjab Defensive training HQ's with the monitor. "Here you are", Fyr said after a graceful space walk.

"I hold the keys, with a few others to /v/akistani communications, ya'know?" I said smugly, "But I doubt they would have anything to do with chicken games these days... One day I will call for Dio Brando himself to return."

"Is that time now?!", Fyr exclaimed.

"No", I said in a low voice, "But it is soon approaching."