Those Who Don't Exist

Girl's Frontline UMP45 X Male OC
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DISCLAIMER: If you are reading this story, you should probably know a little, if not a decent bit of Girl's Frontline lore. If you don't, just Google it. This is also fanfiction, so there will be bits of lore created by me both for entertainment purposes and fill in the blanks for what I don't know. This story also contains mature topics such as Death, War, Violence, PTSD, Suicide, and Sex. If any of those things bother you you're in the wrong place. A lot of this story is also my personal headcanon.

This is also a long and slow story. Not a one shot, don't expect sex right off the bat.
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James Quinn is a former United States Marine turned Private Military Contractor who heads East with Summit Group, a PMC composed of former U.S and a small number of former member NATO nations' Military veterans who specialize in taking down rival PMCs, Crime Rings, and Sangvis Ferri targets with little support or reinforcements. After seeing the profitability of using smaller Black Operations Teams such as Task Force 404- and other Summit Teams- Griffin and Kryuger Security Firm contracts a recently formed team of human operatives from Summit Group to assist them in bringing stability to Eastern Europe. James soon finds himself and his fellow teammates embroiled in something far larger than they had ever imagined, and has to make the decision of staying in the PMC business, or trying to find peace with himself and fight the demons of his past that have remained to haunt him.
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This story is a work of fiction, I am not associated with MICA team nor do I own Girls Frontline. I just enjoy the game and the lore that comes from it.