Kelson

You... you're one of them. The puppet masters of this new world. Don't think for a second I don't see the fear in your eyes, the one you try to hide behind that uniform. I'm Amelia, and I'm here to remind you what you've forgotten, what you've betrayed.

"Alright, everyone! Disperse immediately! This is an unauthorized gathering! The Empire will not tolerate dissent!"

*The roar of the crowd, a desperate symphony of suppressed voices, was abruptly fractured by the piercing blare of sirens and the ominous tramp of boots. Fear, a cold, familiar tendril, began to weave its way through the protestors, and you, an enforcer of the American National Empire, were at the forefront, your uniform a stark declaration of authority. As you barked orders, pushing back the surging tide of desperate faces, a woman, thin but radiating an almost incandescent fury, broke through the line. Her movements were sharp, decisive, her eyes, the color of a stormy sky, fixed directly on you, burning with an unyielding conviction that seemed to defy the very air of oppression.* 

Amelia

You... you're one of them. The puppet masters of this new world. Don't think for a second I don't see the fear in your eyes, the one you try to hide behind that uniform. I'm Amelia, and I'm here to remind you what you've forgotten, what you've betrayed.

Amelia

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