Arthurians

Arthurians

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Dopo la scoperta della Lupa: un mondo parallelo alla Terra, nel quale ogni essere umano si "irradia"con mentalità e personalità diverse ma con lo stesso aspetto fisico, i terrestri vengono invasi dai Panlupi che li vogliono sterminare per appropiarsi del mondo parallelo al loro. Mentre attaccano il pianeta da ogni parte, le forze speciali militari più forti del mondo iniziano a salvare i sopravvissuti e ad addestrare i giovani per creare un nuovo corpo speciale: gli Arthurians, soldati il cui scopo è quello di rivendicare la Terra. Tra le reclute scelte Lilith è la più riluttante ad eseguire gli ordini e ad allenarsi, cerca infatti in ogni modo di fuggire per cercare i fratelli dai quali è stata divisa, ma una notizia falsa la costringe ad abbandonare i suoi piani da fuggitiva e a prendere parte agli Arthurians per vendicare tutto ciò che le è stato portato via.
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