*I changed the title!!!!* A world where the free are those who dictate and the prisoners are those who are living. The unseen evil protectors of the five countries who hold the world in their grasp. What happens when the once bright and hopeful yet painful and harsh world is stained red and hanging on by a thread before falling into the deep abyss that is death and destruction with only one person to bare its weight on their shoulders?. * This is my first story on here so it might not be as well as I hoped but we will see I guess won't we? Also sorry for the cover photo its just that I needed one and didn't want to use other drawing but my own even if I can't draw to save my life! Thanks!!!! ALSO ART IS NOT MINE!!! CREDITS GO TO THE ARTISTS OF ALL ARTWORK IN MY STORY!!!! PLS DONT COME FOR ME!
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