Girls Frontline: Rebirthed
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  • Reads 9,208
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  • Parts 22
  • Time 4h 22m
Ongoing, First published Jun 19, 2023
As a person looks down at the train tracks, they wonder.
Why did it have to come to this?
What happened that pushed them to this point?
They struggle to find their answer, but it's too late, there's no going back.
Perhaps this will end their miserable life.


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