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Memento Mori - Purgatory (On Break)

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Time 1h 32m

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Before I write the description, let me tell you right now, Im horrible at them. This is also my first story and I want it to grow a lot hopefully. I could use some feedback and yeah thanks for being here.

Also a warning, This is all on the go improv, I make it up as I go. Sorry if these ideas were already made or something like that .
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Memento Mori (phrase) - "Remember that you must die."

Jackson Collins is what people would call a normal teen. He had a completely boring life before 'it' happened. The tragedy, the accident, but also... the miracle.

Ever since that day, he's been stressed. The other side he would begin to call it. People usually say "see you on the other side" when they're about to die, but what if there was an actual other side. Like two sides, of the same coin. What if there were two personalities, two identites, two lives, of the same person?

He had been thinking about what to do. The weight of the world on his shoulders. He'd honestly rather be normal, but 'they' were there. He had to do it. Hell they were the reason he was in this mess in the first place, but he can't abandon them. So, he gambled for them. He fought for them. He sacrificed for them. But, he didn't even actually know them. But they knew him, not his true self, but as someone else, Azrael.

(Hopefully) Filled with twists, suspense, backstabs, mystery and romance

Follow Him in his journey into the unknown. His problems, his ups and downs, his betrayals and his life with people he will learn to care about.

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[Maybe] Book 1 of ? In the Memento Mori Series

Memento Mori - The Eclipse
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