Much like most of the things I said today, my audience was silent. I began with upgrading my officers to version 2 then announcing our future plans. The size and scope of my vision completely dwarfed the previous campaign.
Operation Rock-Paper-Scissor was just three small operations linked together. The size of Antarctica's Reclamation was just too massive. In my short but extremely action-packed life, we fought battle after battle without cease.
Whereas normal Reapers took time to rest my work ethic rubbed off on the rest of my Reapers. As Reapers no longer needed eat, sleep nor drink, it was possible to pack more stuff into our calendars. We didn't have more days than others, we used each day to the fullest.
Normally people lived in three eight-hour cycles. One eight hour was for sleeping. The second was for working. The last eight hour was for everything else. But as the lives of people became more and more complicated, this standard timeline was messed up.
