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SALEM WITCHES
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Ongoing, First published Apr 04, 2023
They called us a witch, they tortured us, they called us names but they didn't even know us.

"It was the year 1692, me and the girls were getting ready but supper, when all of a sudden we heard men and women shouting behind our door, wanting us to come out. 
Dragging us to the fire, my sisters screamed, begged for mercy. Nothing"

But now is the year 2023, everything has changed, we've changed. We got stronger. 

But were we really witches back then? What have they done to us? How will we take revenge?

HOW WILL I TAKE REVENGE FOR MY SISTERS?! 

Will the Antichrist, who hates witches help her or perhaps hurt her like all the others.
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