FALTER
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"Do you remember what we used to say?"
"Never falter."
"Yeah. Forever after."
When a familiar cult emerges from the shadows of Youth City, underground rockstar Imti has to choose between hiding his demons behind a mask or finally facing everyone buried in his past... even those long thought dead.
FALTER is a story about two broken halves of a whole finding each other again in a world that has kept them apart for too long. They also transform into armored heroes and fight monsters.
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