To General Bashir of New Solstacea Whose Early Demise I Pray Every Single Day For,

I hope this letter finds you in your most pathetic state, most favourably, in your deathbed as you cough blood and groan from the pain that the reactors [I hope would have] inflicted upon your spine.

Pleased to inform you that the three bases that your army set ablaze last week did not manage to kill a single rebel, nor did the fire consume the tiniest of our resources so fuck you, loser.

Till the time this letter reaches you, the Krvatorians and the Patriarchs sent by you would have already bled to death and the head of their cult leader shall be hanging around the neck of my mother.

Your betrayal and severe lack of masculinity shall serve as a stark reminder of your defeat even before the war commences.

I, hereby nullify the peace treaty sent forth by the Council of Intermediators and declare an open war against every man, woman and child of the Solstaceans.

Fuck you and fuck the Rule.

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Dear Miss Nightscar,

I am pleased to hear that you are still alive and plotting despite my very major and almost flawless attempts at your life.

But taking down the Krvatorians and the Patriarchs with one third the manforce of your opponent?

I'm impressed.

I would hence like to bestow upon the Rebellion's finest soldier and strategist the gratification of an appointment with me.

Oh and by the way, the security structure at the Capital Headquarters are trash, I think you might want to work those out first.

Hasta la vista, Soldier.

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Author's note

Failing academics, spanish, writing and chess altogether but hey, at least I'm not doing drugs.

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