I have been seeing alot of Tasha posting, and Kate posting as well.

However I would like to remind you all of the tragic Heroine that is Moon 11.

Those that would call her evil or irredeemable have only a surface level understanding of her character and the plight of the Sotoan people. Marked by constant war and insecurity from Yuktobania, desertification of their lands caused by the need to industrialize for security, this not only marks the impending doom of their nation, but their very way of life. In their desperate grasp for life the Politicians and Commanders of Sotoa are manipulated and puppeteered into a war by the Evil Enzo Order, into a chance for a 'promised land', a chance to save their people. Moon 11 and the soldiers who fight in this war are merely that, soldiers. Moon 11 did not order the spear strikes, nor did she command the land battleships. She was the commander of air force training until promoted at the last battle. People are attributing all these crimes unto her personally, when she was not the one to give the orders.

Additionally it was Enzo Order pushing for these extreme measures and actions in order to achieve their plans. Every step of the way was engineered and orchestrated by the Evil Enzo Order. She gave her very body fighting for her people in the Yukto-Sotoan war, and still she gave everything for her people in this one. Despite being lied to, misled and ultimately forced into a unwinnable war, by corrupt politicians and the Evil Enzo Order, she fought on, against all odds. Some of the poor writing attempted to force her to be a mindless antagonist near the end, but even then we could see her reasoning, wanting to bring to account the Evil Enzo Order so they would not be able to harm the world ever again. Without the phone or evidence, what choice did she have other than let the snakes slither away and leave her nation and people to destruction, and ultimately all other nations.

I could not bring myself to hate the Sotoans as others have, the entire time I felt a deep sense of sadness, that we should be fighting together and not against one another. The realization that we killed one another, friends and family lost on both sides, due to the pulling of the strings of the Evil Enzo Order, it made me feel sick. War is a terrible thing, in which hatred brews, but the bravery the Sotoan pilots displayed was inspiring. They fought all the way, even when they knew death to be certain.

Moon 11 encapsulates all of this into a singular character.

From galloping the green pastoral lands and plains of memory, they now soar through the winds of the great sky.

The last ride of a dying people.

The last ride of a Sotoan.