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The Road Home (Terrorsnuckle)

SelflessOutcast

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Reads 696
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Parts 8
Time 2h 21m

SelflessOutcast

Mature

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When a war breaks out, men all through Ireland are forcefully ripped from their homes under desperation of the government and unwillingly sent to training. They are put through endless torture, pressure, stress and agony, some not living long enough to have a weapon placed in their hands. The weak were to become strong, and the strong were to become stronger. When training was complete, they were sent out to fight for their countries. Only seven would return alive. Brian Michael Hanby would be one of those seven.

He wouldn't be the same; milked for every last drop of passion and strength. His brain would become corrupt with the image of scattered bodies, and his scarred arm would ensure he was never free of the memory. Everything he cared for being ripped away from him, he had fallen into the state of a broken man. Thankfully, not long after, someone would come walking in the room. Someone that cared enough to remind him of the beauty in the world. Someone who he could trust, and who he knew would stay right by his side. Someone who would guide him down

The Road Home.

Thank you to @sninxii for custom making the cover of the story. I appreciate you greatly.All Rights Reserved

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