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Ongoing, First published Jan 14, 2018
Depuis son enfance, Avalone vit dans la pauvreté extrême. L'assèchement et la dévastation. Avalone rencontrera par la suite des personnages intriguant, dont un en particulier, qui basculera sa vie. En effet, elle se rendra compte qu'elle est doté depuis petite de facultés extraordinaires.  Elle sera donc emporté dans un tourbillon d'aventures au cours desquelles elle croisera des plus incongrues,les plus surprenantes et dangereuses créatures. De lourdes tâches reposent sur ses épaules , afin de mettre fin au chaos et prédateurs au péril la fin de tout l'univers galactique.
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