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The exploration of Germany late in 1965, when Danish and Swedish forces reached the borders with Hungary, Poland and Czechoslovakia, revealed a country in complete disarray. All large cities, centres of industry and every foreign military installation had been heavily bombed, to the point that several bases were assumed to have suffered 100% casualties. The pre-October War population of both the FRG and GDR had been annihilated. Estimates put the casualties at over 30 million, almost half the pre-war population of both Germanys combined. Berlin and Bonn had both been completely destroyed, unsurprisingly; however, some cities remained largely intact and had weathered the post-war horrors by effectively hunkering down, arming their police with the heaviest weapons available and rationing food and water. Kiel, surprisingly, had emerged damaged but in decent condition. It was here that the Scandinavian Union hosted the European Conference of Reconstruction with representatives from

She was supposed to be right; love was supposed to win, and the world was supposed to be a loving, kind place. That's what she was told; that's what she told herself. That's what she believed. I write because I was wrong, but mostly because love and kindness isn't. I write because I still have hope, and hope does something. When I've been in so much pain, when I write this poem in pain, Hope looks me in the eyes and says "do something." Hope can't fix everything, but when hope inspires to do something... And I see I wasn't supposed to be right, I was just supposed to do something after I was wrong.

Chapter 7 In the Nick of Time “Are you sure about this?” Booker asked, holding the glass-fronted helmet sceptically, “I’ve done a lot of crazy things in my time, but taking a walk in space is a new one.” The private investigator was standing in the Normandy’s forward airlock, already wearing a bulky spacesuit and magnetic boots. With him was the ship’s silver-haired medical officer, Karin Chakwas. “You’re the only person here who can do it,” Doctor Chakwas replied, taking the helmet and placing it over his head. “Are you kidding lady? Up until yesterday, I didn’t even know space travel was possible!” “And I didn’t know that different universes existed until yesterday. We’re all learning new things Mr. DeWitte.” She locked the helmet into place and there was a rush of air as the suit pressurised. Booker sighed. The ship’s computer had detected something moving around the ship’s hull. They had not been able to get any images of it, but they knew it needed to be removed before

Disclaimer: We do not own Code Geass or any of the characters used in our story, with everything belonging to Sunrise other than characters, plots and lore that are of our own creation. A/N: Hi everyone, after what has been an eternity, our prequel fic for Code Geass, Liar's Dice is finally here with its first chapter of what will be an exploration of the mid-90's in the CG universe. With a mix of familiar and new characters that aims to explore the CG world by digging into many parts which myself, and my Writing Partner Makarov, had been wanting to do for a while now. We both hope you will enjoy our take, ideas and more on the series that means a lot to us. I want to thank everyone who has been following me for all these years from back when I was working on my side fic for Code Geass: Colourless Memories written by NSBleach00 that got me into fanfic writing in the first place. Of which serves as an inspiration for some of the plots and characters in Liar's Dice. To my aborted

now, and then I'm still trying to be perfect doesn't make it hurt less or keep me digging up the past then we'll just be strangers again so, see you in another lifetime if it ever happens once more I'll be sure to read the signs and play this more than just a score enough games with me the memories are falling fast like drips of rain in the sea my concerns were miscast.