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[h2][color=goldenrod]Director’s Office
6:32 PM[/color][/h2] [/center]

The man went over the list again, for what must have been the hundredth time that night. On the plethora of illuminated monitors before him were dossiers, each labeled with a roman numeral and accompanied by a picture of each subject. While there were a staggering number of these files open across his screens, they hardly scratched the surface of the number that they had on file. As of the latest “batch,” their numbers now stood at 255, although only a fraction were ready for the trials that stood before them.

And as the head researcher and acting director, it had fallen on him to hand pick which of his creations, his Godslayers, were to set out the following morning. A weary hand traced through black hair, which was streaked with mottles of gray that had arrived far ahead of schedule, as an equally exhausted sigh escaped him. The day had disappeared all too quickly as he attempted to draw up squads, but now indecision and doubt wracked the man. 

Of all the Godslayers, not even twenty of them were being considered for their first operations. No matter how much time and energy was put forth, it was impossible to ascertain exactly why each successive generation of AG’s were weaker than the last. There was variance of course, but as it stood, the only ones that were truly ready for combat were the ones on his list. The consequences were far too dire to risk losing any one of them due to his incompetence. But it was far too late to turn back now, so with steadier hands, the doctor began typing…

[indent][color=cccccc][i]This is Doctor Raymond Verner.

Those of you that are receiving this message will be expected to report to the Auditorium at 6:00 AM sharp. There you will be split into your teams and be briefed on your first mission. No more training, no more practice, from here on out the real fighting begins. Work with your teammates and protect one another other at all costs. 

Failure is not an option.[/i][/color][/indent]

It wasn’t an incredibly long message, but Verner had never been known for rousing speeches. Still, it got the job done so he didn’t concern himself with it all that much. Satisfied, the doctor sent out the message and leaned back in his chair, his hands supporting the back of his head. It was almost difficult to believe that it had already been fifteen years since he first embarked on this path. But yet, here he was on the day before the fruits of his labor would be measured and weighed.

“I can only hope that it will be enough.”

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[h2][color=goldenrod]The Auditorium
The following morning, 5:45 AM[/color][/h2][/center]

While AG HQ housed many facilities, few traded in function for form quite like the Auditorium. It was sleek and stylish, much unlike just about any other room that had been designed with a keen sense of pragmatism in mind. Nevertheless, both Godslayers and personnel are trickling in to gather for the day’s briefing. Few had really been in this room before today, as its true purpose was only now being realized.

Whether you have been here for an hour already or are still just waking up, it is clear that today will not be like any other. Today you will come one step closer to slaying a God.