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An Endless War

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Parts 4
Time 6m

Reads 38
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Parts 4
Time 6m

The walls were crumbling, falling into the endless abyss below him. 

"Ash, hurry!" screamed Ryan from the ceiling above him. 

Ash grunts, hoisting himself up with the rope. Looking up, he sees him. Cutting at the ropes with the blade. Ryan watches in panic, finally coming to a decision. He took a deep breath and leapt off of the balcony...All Rights Reserved

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"He pulled me up by my arm, the roughness of his grip sending jolts of pain through my shoulders. My arms were already tied tightly behind my back, the rope biting into my wrists. Panic surged through me as he guided me out of his office, every step a struggle against the bonds that held me. I couldn't see anything-he had blindfolded me-but I could feel the weight of the stares from the people around us. Their silence felt deafening, each unspoken word a reminder of my helplessness. My heart pounded in my chest, a wild, desperate beat that echoed in my ears as he led me through the building." Experience the mixup of desires, revenge of the protagonist who lost her sister because of the person she now pretended to be in a trap of. Will she be able to get Justice to her sister? Or be used like her sister...

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