The Calamities were gone and the world finally seemed to enter a period of peace. Just as Nathaniel Carter, previously Command of the twenty seventh Resistance base, began to have such thoughts, the clear blue sky was suddenly painted red casting a dreadful glint on the surrounding lands.
He took the day off to oversee the construction of the city that would take his name. Now that the lands have been cleansed of the red plague he had to be quick in establishing his domain before any of the others expanded theirs. The borders of the old world were gone and new ones must be created. For the time being everyone agreed to leave the two Americas alone, but once the new nations had formed and the Resistance disintegrated a new war would start, one to decide who gets to keep the two continents.
Unfortunately, it appears they didn't have the luxury to fight against each other. Not yet, at least.
