Where Are The Gods In The Apocalypse?
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Despite the withered buildings that nature decided to take back, Liyah still has many of the same questions that she did before the Earth was changed. Carrying a book, a petal, and portrait, and her knife, she decides to trek to somewhere-anywhere-in search of answers.𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴?
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Mentions of abuse, self-harm, depressive thoughts, dissociation, blood, mild gore, and action themes.
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