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The Lullaby of Obliteration | RED EDEN: SONS OF MARS Teaser Trailer

ME2007VigilFeb 2, 2019, 5:13:51 PM
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A war horn sounded from afar. In a valley flanked by towers of broken glass and blackened steel, three men clad in armoured pressure suits strode down a mossy road fractured by the roots of ancient trees. The clammy air fogged up the visors of their pressurized helmets. They carried their electromagnetic rifles casually, pointed down and to the side. Their trigger fingers twitched as they made their way towards the source of the somber hymn echoing down the valley.

A tribe of fur-clad primitives occupied the four-lane street ahead. They swayed to the gentle melody of the mournful dirge projected by an unseen female choir. So engrossed were they in the hypnotic music that they paid no heed to the trio of otherworldly intruders passing by.

The trio were now close enough to see the choir through the fog. Hundreds of women with flowing red hair, clad in deerskin and wearing antlers on their heads, their eyes veiled behind a curtain of beads, stood at the edge of windows of shattered glass. They occupied the third, fourth and fifth floors of each tower. Their voices rang in perfect unison.

“Got nafiskr orf... Auim suimade... Foki afa galande...”

On the second and first floors, shirtless men painted in blue ink struck their hammers against the steel frame of the shattered windows at precisely one beat per second.

“Min warb naseu... Wilr made thaim... I bormotha hauni...”

A chorus of a thousand whispers joined the growing orchestra. The whispering voices overlapped, speaking quickly and harshly, yet snippets of meaningful phrases could be picked out here and there.

What am I supposed to do,
If I want to talk about peace and understanding,
But you only understand the language of the sword?
What if I want to make you understand,
That the path you choose leads to downfall,
But you only understand the language of the sword?
What if I want to tell you to leave me and my beloved ones in peace,
But you only understand the language of the sword?

I let the blade to the talking.
So my tongue shall become iron.
And my words the mighty roar of war…

The sword is soft in the fire of the furnace
It hungers to be hit and wants to have a hundred sisters
In the coldest state of their existence…

Beloved brother enemy,
I sing my sword song for you,
The lullaby of obliteration …

The trio now stood before a throne of human skulls stacked twenty feet high. A stunningly beautiful woman sat at the top. She had flowing black hair, lily-white skin, and wore silver and white regalia. Her eyes glowed with a golden tint as she mouthed the words of the choir.

“Min warb naseu… Wilr made thaim… I bormotha hauni…”

A retinue of black-clad guards and robotic warriors emerged from behind her throne. They aimed their rifles at the trio.

The woman glared at the trio with a touch of a smile on her curled lips.

“Hu war… Hu war opkam har a hit lot…”

One of the trio wore a blood-red EVA suit with a matching dragon’s head helmet. With a slight flick of his wrist, he turned over his electromagnetic railgun, revealing that it was, in fact, a neon-green electric guitar. He dramatically strummed his guitar, producing a shriek that shattered the serene melody of the female choir, and jolting the primitive tribespeople out of their trance. His two companions did likewise, and the trio played a wicked riff that lit up the faces of the primitive humans. The crowd threw their hands to the air and began jumping up and down, squealing in delight.

The beautiful woman stood up from her throne of bones. Gaping, she and her soldiers stared at the sky, which had turned blood-red. Thunder rolled, and hundreds of fireballs rained down from the heavens. The camera zoomed-in on one of the fireballs, revealing that it was a space capsule which bore the rocket-around-a-planet logo of Solar Express, Mars’s premier interplanetary taxi company.

The camera zoomed past the capsule’s tiny oval window and jumped into the first-person perspective of one of the crew. He turned his head and gave his buddy the thumbs-up. On the touchscreen display before them, a red dot followed an orbital trajectory line towards the surface of the Earth. Printed on the screen in large digital font were the words, “Join the second expedition. Fight with the Sons of Mars. Retake the Earth.” 


Opening scene of the trailer was inspired by Heilung. Check out their awesome music on youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K7ZqZVunCb4


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Link to table of content can be found here:

https://www.minds.com/ME2007Vigil/blog/red-eden-sons-of-mars-table-of-content-967907646284259328

The first book, Red Eden: Homeworld Bound, is available for FREE here on Minds: 

https://www.minds.com/ME2007Vigil/blog/red-eden-homeworld-bound-table-of-content-913570321625583616

Amazon link to Red Eden: Homeworld Bound

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07D56YKNV 


Cheers!


Michael E. Vigil