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Hell's Towers

Hell's Towers

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Oct 21, 2023
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Fiction
Action and Thriller
It began long ago. How many have died since that time? Too many. Where should I begin? I have no idea. Let's start with a wish and the greed of Humans. What is the desire, the want for power, nothing but power and money. And that wish leads to chaos, nothing but pitch-black chaos. In a world broken and destroy and new hope arrives for those who have no hope. Only for that hope to turn into one of their greatest fears. Will the chosen Kings and queens save the world? Will the Gatekeepers help protect the innocent people or help those who are different and save them?
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