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Panic
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WARNING. This story is mainly focused on the main character overcoming her issues with her mental health. Graphic depictions of self-harm, gore, explicit language, sexual assault, and consensual sexual interactions between characters. Viewer discretion is advised. -------------------------- Miriam Louis. Panic. The perfect assassin. Generations of bloodied hands and a lifetime of torture. A lifetime of suffering. A lifetime of preparation. She stands before her final obstacle between her and the career she was carved, molded, and beaten for. An elite academy that challenges and solidifies the teachings she has faced. One that will enlighten her of not only the underground assassin dystopia, but also the hidden links between the underworld and the overworld. But with so much evil in her soul, she could never be the hero. Not even in her own story. She will play her part well.
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