People of the Nykia
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  • Parts 7
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  • Reads 196
  • Votes 8
  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 13m
Ongoing, First published Jan 29, 2015
It has been less than two decades since the Kaiyrin Wars between Africa's largest region and Japan, and the Zimelian Union has yet to recover. By fueling everything into winning and ended the wars, they ending up losing everything. When nothing is left but cracked roads and desolate cities, masked gangs like the Messmorem emerge from the shadows, gaining power through fear. Each attack they inflict, they are ordered to finish off any survivors, leaving their signature mark on the dead. But what happens, when every once in a while, one escapes their clutches?
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