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Origin of Hell

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Hell Month Series: Book One of Two

THE ORIGIN

𝗡𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗠𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵 - A series of deadly games held in The Republic of Crimenstein every month of July.

***

The Republic of Crimenstein is an urban, industrialised country full of potential and equal possibilities. 

That was until the supernatural Quin-Sapiens came into the picture. 

Whilst 50% decide to remain hidden, the other half decide to flaunt their powers, making it known to the world that they're gifted.

The concept of equality was constantly reiterated, giving The Normals hope that they were still a beneficial part of society but the underlining reality was clear that Quin-Sapiens were growing in superiority. 

Ruled under what they considered to be the most influential Quin-Sapien, rules and regulations began to favour them. 

Quin-Sapiens were growing in number; people would wake up to gain new, unprecedented abilities and scientists were struggling to find the real cause but they all had one thing in common: it always felt as though their soul had left their body. 

*** 

A group of criminals despise Quin-Sapiens and all their undeserved glory. Going by the last name "Huxley", they discover new, unrevealed rumours about the power of Quin-Sapiens and decide to take what they believe to be rightfully theirs; punishing the country for their suffering and creating what we know to be "National 𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗹 Month". 

•𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀: 𝗢𝗻𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴

•𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁: 27/01/21
•𝗘𝗻𝗱:All Rights Reserved

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