Kenya's Mini Fic"I always believed that war was the way to greatness and the only way to victory, but I now know winnable war does not exist. Either way, both sides lose. For when there's more than one being in the universe, there will always be fighting."Sitting atop a rise, bronze colored spires jutted into the air. The golden orange light they reflected washed over the city as if someone had taken a paint bucket and dumped it over the buildings. Seeing the sun rise was something the citizens of Eta would never tire of. Figures moved in the streets, at first only a small handful. They all came from different directions but it was clear their destination,