The siege war has begun. Julius Caesar had covered all the loopholes going into the fortification. Today is the day the Romans put up trenches and rise the poles inwards toward the enemy.
The Roman army is well-fed. They were marching on a full belly. Mentally they are prepared to fight for 10 months. Through the summer heat of El Nino. The Romans are very enthusiastic. They intend to scrape the very last of the resistance from the Gauls.
Songs from the Bard resonate in the air. This is it. This is war.
All that they need to remember is this is a siege war. They need to stand firm on the ground until they are successful.
The formula is the ability to withstand hunger.
The war is to reclaim back the Universe Within. This is a domestic affair. All minds and resources are geared towards this initiative.
For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?
By the name of Dothree Trieight [] (and) the 3C Titanium Oath, I swear I will not back down. I rather die on my feet tha[t] (than) live on my knees.
This is the moment. This is where firm is firm and emptiness is emptiness. This is the separator that determines a decisive win.
Nothing sexy, It is just the ability to withstand hunger. That's all to it. I need to withstand hunger until my birthday. The 100 days test.
Ah... Of course, Dark Depression is there... Waiting... And waiting... To strike back...
Very well, bring it on. I am ready...
I had defeated Surya the she-devil. Now I am preparing my battle against my archnemesis (the screen just went black).
None other than Jack vs Mad Jack.

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