The Rebirther

Prologue

In this time, people rarely remember the Great War. Our planet, our Earth, was a battleground. Two sides, the Alexandrians and the Turanors, fought each other for more than a century. They forgot what they were fighting for in the first place. It could’ve been land, it could’ve been gold, but nobody who lives from the end of the war can remember. I, at least, cannot. I don’t know if Julianne is still alive. I pray. But prayers are nothing compared to the truth that I can give to you. My child, I must confess to someone, so it might as well be you. The atrocities of war, what people would do for victory, it sickens me to think of it. What sickens me more is to know that I myself was a part of those atrocities. The Alexandrians may say that they won, but that is not true. No one wins in war. People die, love is lost, faith is misplaced, but nothing is won. Blood spattered land is not the same as the lives lost to gain it. So people must know. They must know what was done. My child, I have not long to live. I do not ask for forgiveness for what I have done. But when I have passed, and the story is told, the least I can ask of you is that you believe me. Believe me, and be the first person to come out of this terrible darkness that fell upon us after the War. Now our story begins with a woman. Her name was Julianne…