The second instalment of my Dystopic Return of Magic mapping project:
A full decade into the War, humanity had been exterminated from some 2/3’s of the planet’s surface, with the embattled remnants of mankind being limited to the industrial heartlands of North America and Europe, the massively populated areas of East Asia, and the fortunately isolated island chains of South-East Asia and Oceania.
Possessing armies that were armed with rifles and scanty grenades even the mightiest human powers were broken under the knee of the Fey; such armies that they were able to mobilize could simply not match the speed and total aerial supremacy that their enemies possessed. Let alone the supernatural powers that there unleashed.
In the face of this, humanity made an ever more bitterly fought retreat until finally the feverish advance of science had granted it the tools with which to finally hold the Fey in place and prevent the fall of mankind’s final redoubts.
The victorious battles of Berlin and Seattle saw the high tide of the Fey advance but it was a scant consolation to the defenders who were now looking at a counterattack whose advance would measure in the thousands of kilometres before either continent could be made safe.
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Next up is 1944.
Full credit for the original idea goes to @RCTFI
- - -“I will die here”.
The thought came not as terror or madness but as an insulation against both. The caseless artillery barrage, the fire around him searing his flesh all that and the endless, infinite excruciating noise, that assaulted him from every direction had all served for that.
Now a calm took over him, the barefoot marches, the wounded left behind begging to be shot. All of it would cease here, the world would end here. The Fey had shattered the German Armies and sent them reeling back to Smolensk and then Warsaw and now finally Berlin. Now there would be no more retreat not an inch of ground abandoned to the demons.
He could see them across the Alexanderplatz from his body filled dugout, they there trying to form for another cavalry charge, but the artillery was tearing them apart, thousands of shells must be hurled into Berlin, enough to turn it into an utter ruin but Corporal Landauer did not care, not if it killed those who had slaughtered half the world.
It was not enough, even now he could see the foe’s demon horses carrying them into the sky, making them invincible and he reassigned himself for a hopefully swift and long-awaited end. But as he began to step forwards, bayoneted rifle in hand. He saw something that he did not understand.
They where rickety, made of paper but they flew. And so much faster than the Fey! They ran rings around them as they massacred those in the air and turned about to strafe those below. The Fey where already shaken and now they were broken and they fled towards the Elbe.
Landeauer rose from his pit and now there were others with him. They marched forwards as the demons fled from them. In front mountains of smoke beckoned.
A full decade into the War, humanity had been exterminated from some 2/3’s of the planet’s surface, with the embattled remnants of mankind being limited to the industrial heartlands of North America and Europe, the massively populated areas of East Asia, and the fortunately isolated island chains of South-East Asia and Oceania.
Possessing armies that were armed with rifles and scanty grenades even the mightiest human powers were broken under the knee of the Fey; such armies that they were able to mobilize could simply not match the speed and total aerial supremacy that their enemies possessed. Let alone the supernatural powers that there unleashed.
In the face of this, humanity made an ever more bitterly fought retreat until finally the feverish advance of science had granted it the tools with which to finally hold the Fey in place and prevent the fall of mankind’s final redoubts.
The victorious battles of Berlin and Seattle saw the high tide of the Fey advance but it was a scant consolation to the defenders who were now looking at a counterattack whose advance would measure in the thousands of kilometres before either continent could be made safe.
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Next up is 1944.
Full credit for the original idea goes to @RCTFI
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