The Beckoned
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Última publicación dom, oct 27, 2024
Twenty years had passed since the Core malfunctioned. Twenty years since the world essentially ended. Bobby and Ellen were just kids at the time, no older than seven or eight, but now, the pair are facing a threat larger than the Husks themselves. They were facing Husks who possessed Powers. They were facing Husks who used to be Adepts. There's not much either of them can do except fight. Fight until they can fight no more.
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