Blood, Shells, and Peace
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A girl wakes up every day in a prison cell. She has no memory of how she was born into this life; it has been a reality for all of her memorable time. The same routine every day, the same speech about a war that she never sees in its eye. She is told that she is a great warrior but her practices show otherwise. Most importantly, the girl knows her world is lying to her. Her only bridge is her love for the Grand Prince. This is the story of Helle Ares, with blood, shells, and peace.
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