Stars of Parallelism

Stars of Parallelism

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The memories before she hit fifteen were all labeled nothing to her. Rachelle lived a life as a slave there in planet Andromeda that orbits around the CC-A17 System that lies near the Milky Way Galaxy. But one thing's for sure: her thoughts, beliefs and curiosity slowly kills her. Once Alpha, the so-called sun of Andromeda, paints the peaks of man-made mountains named Ciprea - she is given a hint to start her personal mission A journey that involves crossing the line between her thoughts, belief and curiosity. A journey that involves walking through the boundaries of her heart, mind and body. A journey that enables her to travel through parallel worlds and lives. A journey that she would never do alone. But she needs to knock herself down first.
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My life used to be pretty boring. Everything was average. Normal family, normal looks, normal house, normal job, normal life. The only non-boring aspect of my life was my best friend which was only because she always managed to mess it up somehow. I didn't really mind much because it kept things interesting. That is until she disappeared leaving me to care for her fatherless child with nothing more than a few hundred pounds and a sorry note. She did ruin my old life. She ruined everything that I'd actually cared for. My parents hated the fact that I was 'throwing my life away' for a child that wasn't mine. Not to mention illegally. I dyed my hair blue in rebellion. My own way of saying "F*CK YOU!" ...They kicked me out shortly after. I couldn't find a decent job in the area and the rumors became so vicious that I just left and never looked back. Old life: Destroyed, unraveled, completely gone. Let's see how long my new life lasts shall we?

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