Origin City: Resurgence

Origin City: Resurgence

Season 4 of 4
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(DISCLAIMER: This is the fourth book. Origin City: Summer Break is the one before this one, so I hope you checked that out first.) My name is Pulse, other's may know me as Jarahn. It's been three years since the defeat of J.D....and three years since I lost the very thing I valued more than this city...more than this mission, more than me...Karen. The loss was too much for me to bear...and just when I thought I could grieve with my team- I couldn't. I just can't. So...I left. Pulse has been a solo act for three years and I can't lie...it's felt much better this way. No one to tell me what to do, how to plan, or how I should fight the thugs that cause so much trouble. NO one to lose, cause they're not around me anymore. I just figured it'd be better that way- for all of us. The crime rate has been down significantly and I've been closing cases left and right...but of course something else had to come up. Something that I thought I could handle alone...
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Origin City

  • Origin City (TO BE CONTINUED...)
    Season 1
    15 parts
  • Origin City: A City Reborn
    Season 2
    20 parts
  • Origin City: Summer Break
    Season 3
    17 parts
  • Season 4
    40 parts
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"Everything is an act. My bright smile, my happy face, my friendly attitude. I acted like I was fine when I was in that hell, and I'm doing the same now - I pretend that what happened hasn't affected me. My happy smile is a mask concealing the darkness that has claimed my soul. I pretend I'm okay, but inside I'm dying. And then, all of a sudden, he appeared. For some reason, he started showing me the sweet affection I used to crave. Now... I no longer want nor need it. Emotions are a luxury I can't afford. He calls me an angel, not even realizing the irony of the name. I'm anything but pure. I have fallen and I can't rise."

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