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The Seekers [Oc story]
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Ongoing, First published Sep 20, 2017
Mature
Eyes trained like an Eagle, far from that of an Innocents. He who helps the helpless fulfilling the task given; Like a little helper of Justice he was.

By helping those mindless fools, broken like dolls with no glint of hope. They target those hopeless that seeps from the dark abist; Giving them a chance of reviving their own mentality, By 'Revenge' to those that discarded them like trash of dolls unused for their own amusement.

It was to kill nor destroy the​ one who discarded them, that was their one task to help the hopeless one. Even as unjustified their acts was; Seemingly they don't care, This was all thy acts to saving the hopeless at their last bit of string before cutting off with a smile of thanking them for breaking their chain of hate.

They knew Revenge wasn't the best answer to the hopeless doubt in mind, But those that seek for resentment of finding faults towards their sins to the one that discarded them. Will be targeted and asked for an inquiry of mission to fulfill their Revenge towards that unlucky.

Those 'Unlucky' will be tortured in a way how they abused the one that sent them and assigned them for revenge.

If you seek rebutting judgement to your Mother or father's death, or any trauma that caused you on wanting revenge to a person who caused you to break. But not wanting to taint you hands; You could inquire for the SEEKER'S guide, they help those who want revenge, Enough to even kill their assigned target.

This group organization are secretly hidden beneath the dept's of the shallow core of Earth, they are the SEEKER'S. Guiding those lost and broken.

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