[b]Entry #1: June 7, 2901[/b] I found this journal on a dead man in the snow. Judging from the total and complete lack of entries, he never used it. I’ll use this in his stead. I want a record of what happened in the rebellion during The Fall. If you’re reading this, then congratulations! You survived what we now call “The Fall,” which was when an alien race conquered our world through the use of climate-changing technology. It is now always at least 20 degrees below freezing, and too often have we found deserters that froze to death in the snow. As soldiers of the rebellion, we fight to try to overthrow our alien overlords, so to speak. It hasn’t gone well. We’ve had loss after loss, and recently, our founder, Lyons Bricktz, was shot down in battle. We don’t know what lies in our future, but one thing is certain: our ranks are in turmoil from the loss. We're outmatched, outgunned, and outnumbered by these monsters. All we can do is hope. [b]Entry #2: June 13, 2901[/b] A new general seized command recently - General Vorz. He’s ruthless. Insane. True, he’s willing to do anything to win, but that includes using us soldiers as fodder. It’s brutal. One of my friends was forced into a death march with a few dozen other soldiers two days ago by General Vorz, and we still haven’t heard back from them. I fear the worst. [b]Entry #3: June 15, 2901[/b] They’re dead. All dead. Everyone that was forced on that death march “bravely sacrificed their lives” when they encountered a small patrol. At least, that's what we're supposed to say. In reality, they were massacred. After the snowstorm, we searched and searched, but we couldn’t find any sign of their bodies. We assume they were buried in the snow. Death is too familiar a companion here. [b]Entry #4: June 30, 2901[/b] It’s been a while since I’ve had an opportunity to write in this journal. General Vorz is mad. My contingent has been combined with the entire rest of the rebellion, and General Vorz is leading us in an insane charge that’s bound to kill us all. We’re directly attacking the aliens’ “space base,” which is their fortress set up in the planet’s orbit. There’s also a few rumors going around that General Vorz wasn’t honest about his campaign to lead the rebellion, though nobody wants to voice their opinions, as General Vorz is willing to execute any who stand up against him. We are so very doomed. [b]Entry #5: July 4, 2901[/b] Today’s supposed to be a happy day, a day of celebration. Instead, General Vorz effectively executed a dozen friends of mine by refusing them food or shelter last night. We found them cuddled together around a bare firepit in the morning. They had apparently died in less than an hour. Every second of every day, he becomes colder and colder. The soldiers in the next tent over joke that his heart is colder than the blizzard that’s swirling outside right now, but as soon as a guard walks by, they shut up pretty quickly. General Vorz recently ordered a curfew on everyone in the camp, apparently in an attempt to help the soldiers get some rest before the big day. He also ordered a kill-on-sight protocol for patrol officers if they encounter anyone wandering after curfew. He is the monster, not the aliens. [b]Entry #6: July 12, 2901[/b] This is our final day before we commence the raid on the aliens’ “space base.” This is our last day to live. General Vorz took over the rebellion and led us all into a death sentence. He lied, cheated, and stole his way to this day - every soldier knows it. To whoever finds this journal... Goodbye... [spoiler]This’ll be finished. I add anything more, I risk losing what I already have.[/spoiler] Edit: Check out Mikhael’s story as well, he’s going to be my opponent in the SWA! You can either use the SWA tag or his posted link down below.