A Journey to a New World
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The outside is dangerous and you are considered lucky to live within the safe haven called Liberty City. An ironic name when you think about it, if you didn't fit their twisted ideals for people then you were thrown out into the wilderness of The Hollow Realm.
My name is Delta Simmonds and this is the story of how my friends and I crossed the world to find a better home for ourselves after finding out the harsh truth about what we thought was our home.
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