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The sequel, Soul of a Republic is planned to be released by the end of 2022.

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The sequel, Soul of a Republic is planned to be was released by in 2023

The book, along with
the end of 2022.
sequel can be purchased in Amazon and Campfire, the latter which contains bonus contents for readers.
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The sequel, Soul of a Republic is being published chapter by chapter basis in ''[[http://www.patreon.com/wyuphen/ Patreon]]''.

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The sequel, Soul of a Republic is being published chapter planned to be released by chapter basis in ''[[http://www.patreon.com/wyuphen/ Patreon]]''.
the end of 2022.
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** The Phoenix-class cruisers. 350 meters that are the backbone of the Fleet. They are all named after Earth's destroyed cities.

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** The Phoenix-class cruisers. 350 meters 350-meters long ships that are the backbone of the Fleet. They are all named after Earth's destroyed cities.
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** [[spoiler: Xin in chapter 47]]

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** [[spoiler: Xin in chapter 47]]47:]]
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[[spoiler:--->She stared down at her hands. She ran them under the water and scrubbed them against each other. Why wouldn’t it come off? Why? Xin scrubbed her hands harder and harder. The blood was still there. From the millions that had died when she ordered the bombardment of the cities. From the thousands who had suffered isolation and torture just because she signed an order form. From her comrades in the Thunderer, Sana’a, Wuhan, and Berlin. All of them left a mark on her hands. The death. The pain. The grief. It poured over her like ice-cold water. Her hands shivered. Her heart pounded like it was trying to burst out. When did I become okay with this? When did I convince myself that those lives did not matter? Her apathy broke and the tears flowed.]]

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[[spoiler:--->She ---> [[spoiler:She stared down at her hands. She ran them under the water and scrubbed them against each other. Why wouldn’t it come off? Why? Xin scrubbed her hands harder and harder. The blood was still there. From the millions that had died when she ordered the bombardment of the cities. From the thousands who had suffered isolation and torture just because she signed an order form. From her comrades in the Thunderer, Sana’a, Wuhan, and Berlin. All of them left a mark on her hands. The death. The pain. The grief. It poured over her like ice-cold water. Her hands shivered. Her heart pounded like it was trying to burst out. When did I become okay with this? When did I convince myself that those lives did not matter? Her apathy broke and the tears flowed.]]
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[[spoiler:--->''"She stared down at her hands. She ran them under the water and scrubbed them against each other. Why wouldn’t it come off? Why? Xin scrubbed her hands harder and harder. The blood was still there. From the millions that had died when she ordered the bombardment of the cities. From the thousands who had suffered isolation and torture just because she signed an order form. From her comrades in the Thunderer, Sana’a, Wuhan, and Berlin. All of them left a mark on her hands. The death. The pain. The grief. It poured over her like ice-cold water. Her hands shivered. Her heart pounded like it was trying to burst out. When did I become okay with this? When did I convince myself that those lives did not matter? Her apathy broke and the tears flowed."'']]

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[[spoiler:--->''"She [[spoiler:--->She stared down at her hands. She ran them under the water and scrubbed them against each other. Why wouldn’t it come off? Why? Xin scrubbed her hands harder and harder. The blood was still there. From the millions that had died when she ordered the bombardment of the cities. From the thousands who had suffered isolation and torture just because she signed an order form. From her comrades in the Thunderer, Sana’a, Wuhan, and Berlin. All of them left a mark on her hands. The death. The pain. The grief. It poured over her like ice-cold water. Her hands shivered. Her heart pounded like it was trying to burst out. When did I become okay with this? When did I convince myself that those lives did not matter? Her apathy broke and the tears flowed."'']]]]

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