L (Lyndon)
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Last published Wed, Oct 12, 2011
Corporations have taken over the world and all goernments have been wiped out. their only goal is then to creat weapons to wipe out each other so the world is then ruled by only one. but there is one hope in this now unbelivebly changed world, one weapon Lyn will tun on her corperation with her creator and three army officers and fight to stop the world they once knew become nothing but a myth, and along the way will love triumph over what Lyn has now become.
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