The Last Hunter

The Last Hunter

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WpMetadataReadCompleta gio, feb 7, 20193h 23m
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Artemis lost everything, her home, family and everything she knew. In this dystopian story, Artemis will find friends, hunters, love, adventure, and far more than she bargained for: the Dalivimr terrorists plotting against the government; but is that such a bad thing? Can she make it out alive or will she die to order save those she loves? I would love any feedback or editing suggestions, and I hope you like the story! Also, If you want a sequel, leave a comment. If enough people read this book, and want a sequel, I will write one.
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Evil

I go by Artemis Blythe. I'm an ex-soldier turned murderer. I was charged with thirty murders and was subsequently sentenced to death. Preceding my execution, in a twist of fate, I was reborn in a child's body in a dog eat dog world ruled by two factions: Righteous and Demonic. I had two abilities in my arsenal: One let me cheat death, the other strengthened me the more I killed. I had two goals: One was to destroy the Righteous faction in its entirety, the second was to enjoy the hunt. I was named after the Goddess of the Hunt after all. Now that I was in a world where murder was validated and not outlawed, it would surely be nothing less than good time. No kindness. No selflessness. No altruism. Just acting on self-interest. There wasn't a single good bone in my body. Only pure, condensed, unadulterated evil.

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