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"As of today, we are ready for Project Purification."

A truly dark world, covered with artificial brightness coming from the sincerity of innocent humans who were merely used as slaves without shackles.

Knowing the ugly truth of the world, will you fight?

Or will you surrender and be a pawn to evil?

Disclaimer: Everything in this story is solely a work of fiction. Any resemblance is purely coincidence.Wszelkie Prawa Zastrzeżone

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