She gasped at she read it, her husband reading over her shoulder.

_ Dear Friend,_

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_This is urgent. We need help. I hope this winds up in the right hands. Otherwise disaster will continue to rage. Currently I hold the sea and he takes the land. We are running low on food. Please send some. My crew is tired and we need your help to finish this war. With victory for us._

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_Sincerely,_

_Blade Madlen._

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But that wasn’t even the most concerning part.

The date was January 3rd, 3089.

It was currently 2024.