Behind the sufferings
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This book is something I am done working on. I am more a a romantic person sorry if this is not what you expected. This is a book about the future and fantasy.the thing about this story is that we brought about the end of modern life and this is how some people serving from the world power the president has now
Story Origin
Underground:People with Powers from the melt down they are mistreated by uperwolders
The melt Down :As the origin of all Undergrounders it was an explosion of a newtype of power plant something called Gigaline energy When the explosion happened it covered the entire Earth which interned turn people with a unique blood fell into the undergrounders
Phantoms :The spirits of those who died in the Meltdown but still aren't completely ghosts They primarily live with the undergrounders because the Overworlder is afraid of their differences.
Peacekeepers:A task force sent to kill all the undergrounders so there will be no more undergrounders with powers remaining the Phantoms are being killed as well for this reason.
Dragonhingh:The Beast defeated during this time gave the whole planet the energy which caused the Meltdown Always is looking for a way to get out of the prison he was put in called The NeverEnding dimension
Bounty hunters :The six humans gifted by Dragon hinge to change the world
HartStoneeye's: people who are a halfway affected at Birth have the mark in their eye which is a heart with a slash in the middle to make it look like Stone some say the Hearthstone eyes are going to be next on The peacekeepers Hit List
Cimileons: a Experiment made by the Uperwolders to kill the Undergrounders but Backfired they Escaped and Created their own Species of Human
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