Choose Your Own Adventure: Divergent

Choose Your Own Adventure: Divergent

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Choose a faction, friends, even love interests in this fast-paced Divergent adventure. Live the life of your Divergent dreams! ------ This is basically a customizable fanfiction! It has all the options you could possibly want, from different factions to love interests, etc., and everything is detailed and well-written. You can play it through as many times as you want, and I can guarantee you'll find new things each time. Have fun! ^-^ ------ You're a girl born in factionless who dreams of something more. Discover what sets you free in Candor Become a part of something better in Abnegation Find your passion in Amity Invent and achieve in Erudite Feel the adrenaline of Dauntless... and so much more! Enjoy!
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{BOOK ONE} There are five factions. Each had their own reasoning for thinking why the war had happened. Dauntless; cowardice and fear. They strive to be brave, fearless. Erudite; ignorance. They strive for intellect, to be smart and curious. Candor; deception. They strive to be honest. Amity; they blamed the war itself along with fighting. They strive to be kind, forgiving, peaceful. Abnegation; selfishness. So they strive to be selfless. Dauntless are our police. Erudite are our teachers. Candor is the law. Amity are the farmers. And Abnegation are our government. I would sit on the ground everyday, wearing my yellow dress with black sandals. Wasn't the best thing for me. Dresses made my shoulders to broad, especially the flowing ones. When I was home alone, or with my mother, I would wear I tight black shirt and white shorts. No one would really approve, mostly because they were Candor colours along with the fact it's not... welcoming enough. I never understood Amity, not because of the kindness and the peacefulness; well, mostly the peacefulness. Whenever it should come down to defending ourselves or walking away. We walked away. It confused me. Maybe I wasn't Amity enough to understand. Maybe I wasn't kind enough. Maybe, just maybe, I didn't belong here. So where do I belong? A/N : First chapter is a little sketchy but that is the case with all of my books. I promise it does get a lot better afterwards Start: Feb 06 2021 End: Dec 15 2021

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