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Glazed
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Ongoing, First published Nov 05, 2023
Mature
Some of us didn't have a choice, we were given the truth and that was that. We may not know why we're here or why we can't leave but I know that there is something wrong and I'm going to fix it. For those who took advantage of us and manifested into our true fears... Fuck you.

This is a dystopian book with similar beginning concepts of 'The Maze Runner' by James Dashner, this book is not meant to be a fanfic or retelling but a heavily inspired original novel. If you have any questions or want to make conversation I am here!

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