ANARCHY AGAINST ORDER (ON HOLD)
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Every child of Crizerio is surrendered to the government at the age of 5. The memories of those years are wiped from their minds, but they always recognize their parents upon their return.
The children from the Hawk City are raised as trained personnel for the government to use at their disposal. When the child reaches 19, they are returned to their families at the condition that they will have to stand in order as soon as they are summoned by the government.
Anarchie "Haven" knows that she does not belong in the Haven hearth. The loving, battle-worn couple that dotes on her, are not her parents. She has snatches of memories of her real parents to be assured that she's not in the right place.
She was sent to the wrong home. But was it intentional or an accident?
Her memory hasn't been erased.
But was it intentional, or was she just an anomaly?
It's now her burning need to find her real family against the whole Government's crumbling peace.
It's now Anarchie against the Order.
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#2- Annihilation
#256 out 37.8K- Dystopian
#20 out of 3.13K- Utopia
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Awards-
🏅1st position in Teen Fiction- Aquarius Awards
🏅1st position in Teen Fiction- Lucky Charms Awards
🏅 1st position in Adventure- Pink Diamond Awards
🥈 2nd position in Action/Adventure- The Royal Constellation Academy Awards
🥉3rd position in General Fiction- Magic Awards
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