world war three. the final war. humanity's last stand. the conflict went by dozens of names, coined by whoever was left after the dust settled. it was not a war of fire, nor glory, nor guns, nor blades.
it was a war of intelligence. espionage. control.
men like you or i sitting pretty somewhere, dropping hell's fury on those that committed the sin of living in the wrong place at the wrong time. it is said that less than 1% of the deaths were those of people directly involved in the conflict. both sides went for the most densely populated regions first, trying to strike directly at the jugular and make the other give up first. millions perished in the first week. they were the lucky ones.
