The early days of the second world war was a time of mankind's deepest despair and highest hopes.
It was an age that closed the door on the steady march of progress and leaped out into the unknown and unthinkable.
Mighty machines would stomp across battlefields.
Monsters stepped out of the shadows to lead men and men embraced the shadows to become monsters.
Ancient magics vied for dominance against the minds of the future.
Professor Maximilian Poireau could wait no longer to bring about the Utopia he had dedicated his life to, working in his lab in the Belgian Congo. If he did not act there would be no world to save.
For good or ill, these were the last days of mankind as we knew it.
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