Chapter 73

You never defeat Olephia. You merely survive her.

Saying among White Pantheon soldiers during the Great War

Raymond sat in the monitoring centre of the Artican Prison Facility. In glasses, a white coat and balding, he looked like the scientist this job said he was. It was a simple job, it should be a simple job, it had been a simple job for the past twenty years. Simple and well-paid, directly from the coffers of Olympiada. All that was needed was a lot of time and the willingness to sign a non-disclosure agreement. Still, it was six months on, six months off. The wage was more than good enough to pay for his entire family. "It's going down." He said.