Heavens Calling
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The smell of dead bodies permeated the air, bodies hanging in the street for all to see. The pungent scent wafted through the desolate streets as the bodies began to decompose. She stood alone, searching the corpses for one familiar face.
He can't be here. He just can't, she thought.
Heaven is adamant to destroy the revolutionary army for killing her brother, But when she meets the leader everything changes. Are they who she thought they were? Or did she know much less then she originally thought.
TW: Death, Adult themes ,Gore
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