The Sanctuary
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Última publicación lun, ago 28, 2023
"Using or not using weapons, or even whether you like them or not, isn't relevant. Remember, when civility is abandoned, the person holding the weapon makes the decisions. And in matters that are truly important, no one allows something as trivial as 'being civil' to limit them."
-Ard Vorkink, Founder of The Sanctuary
Sanctuary is the haven where those trying to cope with the darkness imposed by the future find refuge, an island of hope. Yet, under the shadow of a world filled with the void of forgotten memories, the conflict between hope and reality grows even bigger. Thomas Winston Sharp, a former drifter and nowadays a private detective, is caught in the midst of a web woven with secrets. Investigating the mystery of the Reboot is the path he has chosen to untangle the knots in his mind.
In this dystopian world, the pursuit of forgotten memories creates the secrets of tomorrow. Thomas's inner world is trapped between a forgotten past and the enigma of the future. The secrets of Sanctuary and Thomas's dark history are intertwined.
As Thomas embarks on his inner journey, he not only uncovers his own identity but also unravels the mysteries of Sanctuary. Do you want to explore this intricate world alongside him?
First and foremost, dedicated to my wonderful fiancée Duygu, who has never withheld her support from me.
Then dedicated to the Rock music that inspired my story and my life.
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