First At Sight
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MatureOngoing12m
Last published Tue, Mar 31, 2015
They think we're monsters.Living mutants feeding off of humans.Thats not at all the truth.We want our voices to be heard in a good way.Capturing us and throwing us in cages to be experimented on isn't exactly want we asked for.This is the story of how we all try to survive the living unknown.
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