Our Troubled Youths

Our Troubled Youths

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The story follows Willow. Willow is 15, and the daughter of Clementine. Growing up in the apocalypse was a lot easier for her, due to the apocalypse being dominated by the human race. Things were going well, food was starting look less scarce everyday, and communities fought less every year. One normal evening, Clementine gets that same, old feeling. The feeling of a storm coming her way. A massacre had been discovered that very day, located near their neighboring community. Willow is put on duty to make friends with the suspect. Close in age, and close platonically. Unfortunately for Willow, a connection formed between her and the suspect- causing a hindrance in the investigation.
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(This story is a continuation of the end of telltales the walking dead game. It follows the end of the "Loved Louis" route. So if you are not interested in the continuation in this route please read something else.) You follow the journey of Willow, the daughter of Louis and Clementine. Its been 14 years since the delta battle, and everyone had settled down, literally. People had families, relationships and even their own homes. Life had really grown into something better, even different communities became friendlier...at least that what it seemed like behind closed doors. [ART MADE BY ME]

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