We burden ourselves with the weight of the world sometimes...but in our quest for freedom, perchance we risk destroying the very laws which define our reality?
Things turn up missing every day. Faces on milk cartons, on the bulletin boards of Police Stations... where do they all go? A few seemingly random souls are about to find out. The poor bastards.
The world's greatest military power has invaded a small neutral nation, expecting a quick and decisive victory. As a student caught in the crossfire, you are just one of many heroes that will arise on the Brennian front.
A small group wake up in a powerless motel during a raging storm. Of the time right before waking, there were only flashes like lightning for memories, each with a rumble of fear for thunder.
The CIA created the Special Projects Division in 1966. It was a covert operations unit tasked to do the things that the country could not be seen doing. The Special Projects Division was mothballed in 1989, but America is now in need of them again...
Unit X is the best that the Watcher Council has. Now,it's lead by a Slayer, and is getting a new mission from the newly reformed Council. Are you ready to answer the call?
From out of hiding comes the Fool, into the sunlight, as if being pulled up from some low, dark point on a wheel. It is time for a change. Staff in hand, he heads back out into the world, expecting nothing.
Armageddon was August 14, 1998. Now the current year is 2173, and only a leader can bring order to the scattered remnants of humanity, a leader with courage and vision. Can your faction claw its way into prominence?