Chaos
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The Agents. A secret society that kidnapps, tortures, and experiments on shifters. The Shifters. Trying to live life before the fey decided to tell the world about their existance. Trying to make a safer world for their children in the chaos. Chaos. Chaos? Well, no body actually knows who she is. What her motives are. Or how she came about. Everyone know just knows one thing, Chaos is dangerous and is itching for revenge against the Agents
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