Joining the Clone army, despite not being a clone. Duty to the Republic, duty to ones brother. Fighting for something greater than oneself, something far greater.

Survival. The one thing humanity is fighting for in this war. A goal far out of reach, and a goal humanity will grasp at no matter the cost. City after city, world after world. Fallen hero after fallen hero. All to buy borrowed time. All to grasp a false hope. Alas humanity is an animal, an injured, starved mother pushed in to a corner. And cornered animals lash out. Violently.