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Say Goodbye

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The US has a new ruler. At first, he helps improve the nation a lot. But after a few months of his ruling, he started to change. Closed it's borders, altered the internet. No one could get into America. No one could leave.
That's when he started the killing.
Now, once every year, every state in the US gathers in one place. 10 people are chosen and sacrificed to the leader.
They had no chance say goodbye to their families, their normal life. They are taken straight away and locked down for a month to get used to the fact that they would be murdered, living until then in the underground dungeons.
After the month is over, they are taken one by one , killed in the slowest and most painful way, and served to the leader for dinner.
 
It's either escape, or say goodbye. Forever.
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america blood canibalism cannibal cannibalism death fanfiction friendship future futuristic gory hamburr hamilton hamliza killing lams lgbtq love loveislove murder

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The Revelation by dstry0515

In the beginning, there was death. The darkness flows from hues of purple and orange, the moon rising to kiss the sun's rays one last time as the darkest cloud of night I've ever seen falls over our tiny haven. I catch Will's face from the side of my vision and my heart tightens slightly. The tick of his jaw wouldn't be noticeable for anyone but me. His best friend, his lifeline. A solemn tear forms in my eye as he wipes his face, another tear falling for the family he lost. I love him. Utterly and desperately so, but, there's nothing I can do about that. The ultimate forbidden fruit, if you will. I reach to comfort him and he doesn't respond. I open my mouth to speak and he looks my way, but the gleam in his dark brown eyes hits the moonlight just right and I fall. My voice escapes my throat and I can't do it. I've tried for years to tell him. 10 years, actually. All this time, I hopelessly remained devoted to a ghost who had given the best of himself to a fiery red-head with a sassy personality and the body of a supermodel. For 10 years, I held to the desperate thought that maybe, just maybe, he'd be someone I could count on. Instead, I watched him marry my best friend, smiled as they welcomed their son. Stood, holding that beautiful boy as his mother was in the first round of executions after the beginning of the Revelation. Helped heal Will's wounds in the aftermath. Cried, clutching the tear-stained shirt of my best friend as his son took his last staggering breath in that first harsh winter. The guilt of my emotions crawl through me. My heart twisting in regret, guilt, desperation, and grief. I loved my best friend. She was so much more than that; she was my family. In this dystopian quick read, join a group of people desperate to recapture their freedom and end a tyrant's reign.

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Eight Sentinels || Country Humans RusAme by JustxxStella

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The Revelation

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