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[Xing]

Chapter 1 The End of a Silvery Star

Isabelle looked at the windows, and saw the immense body of the Citadelle de Quebec fly by lazily, as thousands of repulse lifts prepared its landing. One of the only dreadnaughts capable of landing on a planet and perhaps, the largest vessel capable of such action, the Citadelle certainly was an impressive sight once on the ground and one realised just how immense it was. But Isabelle was used to it.
She returned her attention on the papers in front of her on her desk. More reports of problems. The Texas matter. Political problems. Rheinland menace. Piracy. Corsair raids. Problem within the naval forces. Conflict within the command structures. Smuggling. Conspiracy.
She didnt understand. These problems has existed since a long time in many cases, but has only gotten worse since some time. As well, new problems were appearing here and there despite all her efforts. Everyone wanted a piece of Liberty.
Everyone wanted a piece of her. A piece of the navy, the 106th her father
What did she do of wrong? What did they do of so wrong?

Was it truly her fault if everything was spiralling down?
She sighed slowly as she pulled off the 5 silvery stars from her uniform, and looked at the rank thoughtfully. Why was she fighting in the Liberty army?
Was it for peace, justice, freedom
No! She shook her head. At the beginning, it was only to avenge. Revenge pushed her. Decimate the space pirates. Make them pay!

Isabelle closed her eyes as she closed her fist over her insignia, the sharp edge of the stars cutting in her palm. It didnt matter. She was used to the pain. Didnt she often say pain was a friend?
The White Wolves
Wasnt it just fighting for the whim of a government? Pushing a human body to the limit, and over the limit of its capacities. Accomplishing the impossible for a normal human being. No regards for human rights. Not that it concerned her much. Isabelle wasnt a humanist. Not after all her years of service, especially all the time she served within the Special Operation WW Forces.

She turned her growing irritation on other subjects, her mind losing coherence once again.
All Liberty was about lies over lies, wasnt it? The Xenos might be vomiting tons of ridiculous propaganda in their messages, but somewhere, something was true in their accusation. While the government
Liberty wasnt Liberty. It was a giant arena where you fought for power, the vile power that corrupted men, no matter how pure they once were...



In the end, I tried to fight for my people, and failed them.
Isabelle opened her hand, and not too surprisingly, it was covered with blood. She didnt really notice the pain. But it kept her in the real world in her state of irrational dream world.
The silvery stars were now stained in her blood or was it the blood of her victims...

This was Liberty. A shining star covered with crimson stains

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