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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Nov 19, 2023
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my friends thought this concept was cool, and wanted me to write it, so i'm writing it in my own free time. 

currently, only the random scenes i spat out in my notes app are published. so, there's no "real plot", for now. just little interactions and scenes and the main intro.

the plot, if i structure it properly, will be like this:

a bunch of young adults who live under a dictatorship are tasked by "manifestations" of different values to defeat the infestation that keeps this dictatorship thriving. these young adults work to thwart these infestations.

justice, conscience, resistance, awareness and truth. these manifestations have selected "outstanding, virtuous, dependable" individuals who ultimately share one true goal - living their life to the fullest. that is, of course, the only thing that we all really want to do, isn't it?
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