Central Providence. A country once so strong, but reduced to remains in only 2 weeks.

Here is what is left of their archives, both the Northern Command, and the Southern Command. They both tell different stories, so it is you, who decides who is righteous, and who was treacherous.

Southern Command; Second-in-Command Lt. General Mannferd's Journal: Last Entry

It is what we have all feared. This country's fate is doomed, now that the Northern savages have revolted and opened fire against the now Capital of Central Providence - Our beloved Southern Command. They managed to break through our heavily defended fort, and killed the Interim Fuhrer. However, their rebel command center will also, not survive, as I have instructed an surprise, all out sabotage against the Northern Command.

I fear my time is near. My trusted officers all have terrified looks... This Iron-Obsidian bunker/war room won't last long. I know, and they also, too.

I can hear them outside. They've already cut through the 5 layers of Iron Blocks. We will die. Like a rat in a trap.

We were just following orders. The Central Command has instructed us to. We are soldiers. We have to follow orders..

They are here. I will definitely die.

Northern Command; Command Center War Room Account: Last Entry

-THESE RATS! HOW DARE THEY!

=Please calm yourself, Major. We are all infuriated of the Southern Command's evil acts.

~Using citizen lives.. for their own goal is unforgivable.

-How can you sit there and act as if though nothing is wrong? These..'men' have..

=We know things are wrong. But we have to think rational.

~Adjutant. Is the Enemy decimated?

+Affirmirtive. Lt. General Mannferd has been reported to be dead.

~That'll hold them off. Their commander is dead. They have no where to turn to.

*Sir! The Command Center is under attack! The assailants are all wearing Southern - AHHH!

=What? Sergeant. Do you read me?

-Wearing Southern... you don't think...!

^Go! Go! Go! Shoot them all! Kill them!

-No! You bastar-!

=DAMN! MANNFERD YOU RAT!

^They are all dead, sir.

^Good. For our Lt. General. And our Command Center.

^Destroy the War Room. Kill anyone that comes between us. Burn this fortress to the ground!

^Yessir!