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Los mejores amigos disfrutan de unas vacaciones cuando se dan cuenta que algo anda mal, todo esta siendo controlado y  las personas quienes menos conocemos solo buscan poder, ellos saben que nadie cambiará eso, todo será consumido por un abismo y el mundo es controlado por personas que tienen planes mas allá de lo imaginable, y créanme, esos planes no tienen buenas intenciones. Así que ellos iniciar una aventura para desmentir a las masas los planes que estos llevan acabo y crear una nueva y verdadera libertad al mundo, está en sus manos, solo queda confiar en ellos...Alle Rechte vorbehalten

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Noah

"You can't rely on other people's kindness in this world. It don't exist." Normal people are like oblivious little ants, just working their way around, carry food, part of a bigger picture. People are so bland and mundane, each of them trying to be like the others. I suppose I'm no different- I'm trying to fit in too. However, a crippling obsession to avenge my only friend's death is getting in the way of that. If I want to get on with my life, I need to learn to come to terms with my past in a way that's less likely to get me killed.