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AUTHORISE ; PROJECT 1022

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"PROJECT 1022 IS UNDERWAY. I REPEAT, PROJECT 1022 IS UNDERWAY."

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when sent to an elaborate torture plan where only two out of ten are promised to survive, it's always going to be every man for themselves. but what if an alliance system was the best way to survive? follow in a story of desperation, planning, because in 1022 maybe death was the best option. the easy way out.

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THE "," AT THE BEGINNING OF EACH CHAPTER IS WHAT STATES THE CHARACTER POV.
CONTAINS GRAPHIC CONTENT, STRONG LANGUAGE AND MENTIONS OF ABUSE.
LOWER CASE INTENDED
sweglester©, sixlester©, swegmochi©, november 2018All Rights Reserved

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