Cheese Gang Cartel: Origins

Cheese Gang Cartel: Origins

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Dec 3, 2022
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Long before food became sentient, humanity ruled over the world. Creatures made of flesh and bone, blessed with the powers of both creation and destruction. They are Foodaria's originators. Their gods. And it's been centuries since their disappearance on this world. Our protagonist, Cheese-an assassin unsurprisingly made of cheese, has always been bent on taking revenge. Revenge against the baguettes that massacred his entire household and took over his home country. But even after years and years of training, he continued to find no chance at taking them down. They had power and influence far beyond what he had first imagined. Things change when the spirit of a long dead human finds and leads him to an old decrepit facility, hidden away from the rest of the world. From there, a fight ensues between him and the baguettes who were exploring the place in hopes of retrieving some sort of weapon. Circumstances turn out to be more complex than they seem when he goes into the ruins and ends up finding records of different worlds whose main defining similarity happens to be his very own self. However, he doesn't get the time to process all this information with the arrival of the baguette's main target: A live human. This is the story of an organization yet to be made. One that will forcefully shake the many worlds of Foodaria down to its very core. [ Title Cover Made By Parrisol3xd ]
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Guns, revenge and buildings to bomb, what could go wrong? ✮ He came in, gun held out in front of him in one hand while the other was resting on his hip where a sharp dagger gleamed in the light. "Come on out little girl, why not make this easier for both of us. The agency you ran away from just want to have a little talk, that's all." She scoffed internally. Yeah right. Then the footsteps ceased. She peeked to the right, then to the left. Neither direction showed any sign of the intruder. She looked up in front of her and gasped, the glint of steel and smell of death as overwhelming as it was adrenaline inducing, exciting. "Boo." ✮ Murder, accidents, assassinations. Call it what you will, it's all the same, all has the same life breaking, mind shattering consequences - be it for the victim or the bystander. It had shaped Alex in a way no one should be. Broken down and rebuilt into the perfect soldier, one who had the power to change the world, to fight battles that would either make or break the carefully constructed vision we all live in. The only small, minute, really unimportant detail - it's pretty hard to get into a government classified site when you're 15 years old and have a rag-tag team of double-crossing back-stabbers behind you. Not to mention the threat of a world war and ghost hanging above your head. Armed with sarcasm, wit, and a hell of a lot of aggressive intentions, it won't be too long till a sticky situation is all that's ahead of you. Sometimes, running head-first into a situation isn't the best idea. Instead, you gotta play a game. A deadly game where either you have all the pieces on the board, or you have nothing. [previously known as Espionage: double-cross] Thanks for reading :)

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