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Infernali
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    LECTURES 89
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    Chapitres 7
  • WpHistory
    Durée 50m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement nov. 10, 2018
Contenu pour adultes
*UNCOMPLETED*


"Maybe that's the problem with hell, its bittersweet'' 

Thirty years is a long time to live in fear. Your fear your neighbors, your friends, your family until it consumes you whole. This is what the world feels, Every time the ground beneath you shakes, every bomb you hear, everyday fearing in your own home when your supposed to feel safety and comfort. Being a survivor of a terror attack, only to find out your paralysed because those damned Terrorist finally figured out how to create paralysis gas, and you'd wish you just died in the attacks 

For almost 26 years Forze Infernali has tried to stop the attacks, but now things are getting out of hand. Man made natural disasters, viruses, gases, bombs. Humanity is on its last legs. 

Can project 'Daemons' & 'Tartarus' stop these attacks? Can altered genes save us?
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