Our Minds Are Tainted
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Chorus Zolotov was bailed out of jail and thrown into an unusual situation. After being requested to work as the Boss's body guard, the old man had other plans, taking in Chorus as part of his family. Under his guidance, Chorus started to take over, meeting some strange people who would impact his life forever, one in particular. His journey continues and carries on to be one of longing and confusion with twists along the way. How will he control his homicidal urges? What will happen to his family? The blood never fully washes from his hands and our main lead is sent in a downward spiral, the ending of which is unknown.
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