Infected
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Last published Tue, Jun 27, 2023
Every family has a secret, it's dark and dangerous and sometimes deadly for the one who has to keep it or the one who finds out. My family works a little differently. Every member knows it, we are it...
We protect one another, we help to hide the secrets. Murderers, rapist, psychopaths, human traffickers, drug dealers, and smugglers, this is what I call family. This is what I know, this is who I am, this is what I live for, why I fight. I was trained to kill those who oppose me. To strike down those who try to overthrow me. I was born to lead, to protect my family
llli vero qui iudicaverunt te protegat qous protegere
This is what my family lives by, this is why we do what we do. My father told this to me when I was just a little girl. I should say that I understand this but the truth is, I don't.
And now I need to know, I need to lead, to be strong.
Cause what will happen when my family, my empire is being threatened by the enemy. When everything my father build can be destroyed
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