The Aurora Cycle : A New Hero
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"I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇ ɢᴀʟᴀxʏ.
I ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ғᴀɪʀʏᴛᴀʟᴇ.
So ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴏ ɪs ᴀᴄᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ.
Eᴠᴇɴ ɪғ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ't ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ."
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It's a year after Aurora Burning, but the Eshraven aren't even close to being beaten.
Aurora O'Malley is dead, and her squad mates are on the run in space.
At least...is she really dead?
Join a girl, Chloe, who had been chosen by the Eshraven to help save the world on her journey.
And who knows...maybe she'll be able to solve the mystery of...
What really happened to Aurora O'Malley?
And maybe she'll even be able to solve her own mystery...
Who is she?
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