LOVERIC

The year is 2068. For his entire life he has wondered what he is and how he is able to do the things he does. He does not believe he is a member of the Genome Program as so many have told him. An Extinction Level Event occurs on Earth and propels him and his friends nearly 500 years into the future. It has become a world none of them were ever prepared for, yet it also begins to unravel the mystery of what they truly are. Martin discovers his true history, his true identity, and the answers to the questions he has asked all of his life begin to take shape. Only not into what he had ever imagined. He is a Spartan. Born a Spartan and so much more. His roots are in Sparta, but even more lies beyond everything he has come to believe to be true. Read and discover with him.

A SPARTAN'S WAR

Dysea stood next to Martin as they watched the SPAT lift off and rocket into the stars. They both wore the Spartan armor, their Nehtes secured to their thighs. The Spartan Weapons Master Nehtes, the elf the weapons were named after, had forged all of their weapons right down to the millimeter of specification. Dysea's Nehtes was four inches shorter than normal, due to her height and weight, but when she wielded the weapon it was an extension of her body. Standing next to Martin, he realized that Anja had been right. Dysea was a warrior, she would always be a warrior, and her love of him and his of her insured that fact for all time. Martin's Nehtes was the standard size, but weighted perfectly for his combination of speed and power, and it was also ornately carved with Spartan symbols of Kingship, the letters of Ancient Greek spelling out the words Molon Labe along the side.

"We will see them again soon Nauta Melme." Dysea said softly, taking his hand in hers.

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