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Ongoing, First published Feb 04, 2019
Aurora lives in a time of desperation. Desperate times call for desperate measures and she does whatever it takes to keep herself and the ones she loves alive. 
However, when she is betrayed by family and left for Death, literally, will she find the courage to keep fighting? Will she be able to follow the rules of the Underworld and take revenge for the life that was taken form her?
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"Aurora turned to the figure that called himself Death. He stood, calmly, examining her, that insufferable smirk still on his lips. "I'm not ready to die." She refused to keep the tears gathering in her eyes fall.
Death's eyes softened almost imperceptibly. "I'm not going to let you die, officially." He paused, contemplating what he should say next. "Not yet, at least."
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