AvidElmV2
Four Thousand Club
In the mid 1940's, during WWII, the Allied forces were taking heavy losses. Our major military bases had been bombed repeatedly over the course of war. The Axis where closing in on us, and it seemed as if all hope was lost. In a desperate attempt to defeat the German war machine and their comrades, we took a history lesson far back in the past. A history lesson on alchemy. You have to understand, we were desperate. Desperate enough to believe that a couple of recluse men could seemingly create fire from thin air or create objects with circles with strange and obscure signs on them. And you know what? We were right. With a few months of training, we had a new breed of soldiers, ready to fight for their countries. The next generation of 'State Alchemist'. The tides of war changed. We were no longer the ones fighting in vain. The Axis were. 1995, Japan surrendered. Yes, that was fine and all, but there was one thing we couldn't understand- We hadn't done anything. They accused of using our accursed alchemy, Tojo's words, not mine, to destroy Hiroshima and Nagasaki. We were so filled with joy, that we didn't take in account on just how bad this could be. I mean, if we didn't destroy Hiroshima and Nagasaki, then who did? Whatever the answer, it can't be good..... Not good at all.