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[WP] An unspoken rule in the galaxy: Specify which Earth you declare war to. An upstart warmongering alien nation ignores this and declares war on Earth. And every Earth, whether it be technological, steampunk, magical, psionic, etc. answered the call and fought.
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[WP] It is the 41st millennium, and contrary to a certain grimdark future, humanity is thriving. Except we're not united. The entire universe wonders how the universe's 200 or so strongest powers have the same homeworld.
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[WP] We all know the Void. A realm where absolutely nothing exists. Then the Anti-Void, where everything exists simultaneously. And then there's the Unvoid, the place where all things that do not exist reside. You find yourself wielding the power of all three.
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[EU] Aliens are trying to invade Earth with their hi-tech army. The war should have been in their favor, but they just had to bomb Site-19 of the SCP Foundation. Now, humanity's secret guardians have awakened.
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[WP] Living in the Milky Way Galaxy is quite frustrating at times. Half of the planets only allow technology to work, while the other half only allow magic to work. Earth is a tech planet, and space allows both magic and tech.
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[WP] Against the invaders, the Genesis Order Defenders (abbreviated as Gods) have always defended humanity through their fortress-ships. From the ethereal-styled "Heavenly Court", to the white and gold "Heaven", the bulky "Valhalla", the crimson "Hell", all the way to the sleek and elegant "Olympus"
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[EU] Humanity, the universe's unknowingly most terrifying race. The destroyer of Naboo. The winner against the Covenant. The bulwark against the forces of Chaos. The repellers of the Reapers. The jailors of the anomalous. All of our fiction, ALL of them, had some truth to them.
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[WP] Seven times, seven rings, seven chimes for the Starlit King. Bring upon your deepest wish, that he shall grant then later tarnish. He sits upon the Darkest Throne, gazed upon by the unknown. Yet time will die, and all will fade, and when it does he comes in aid.
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