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Red Flags

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Reads 148
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Parts 8
Time 1 hour, 13 minutes

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Homeland is an abstract concept. Homeland is not the place where you were born, but the place where you feel at home. You cannot call a country where you are not free and where you are not judged fairly, homeland. It is not your place. Your home becomes your prison.
This time we are fighting for JUSTICE...
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• I would rather be killed than kill.

• But not everyone has to use their conscience like you. They might want to put an end to these idiots and all of this.

 • If I don't deserve to live among these fools, I'd rather be killed and be free. Killing corrupts the human soul, whether you leave this world as a just man or continue as a dictator.

• Well?

• Justice gives life, not death!
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Recently, the number of Arweinç citizens who came to the country as refugees has been increasing. They're not even refugees anymore. There are Arweinç lawyers, prosecutors, judges in the courthouses... Almost all doctors in hospitals and 25% of universities are Arweinç... Why did so many people want to make a racist country like Akewun their home? Or maybe someone had forced them to come here?



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"Stop pretending to be an idiot, idiot." Ouch. It burns. "You're starting to sound like a dear old friend of mine," she adds, her tone implying that her "friend" isn't so much of a "friend" as a mortal enemy who she probably also dragged into an alley on multiple occasions. Because she must be a fan of alley-dragging. Theater major. "I bet that friend was super amazing," I retort anyway. "She'd have to be to put up with you." Oh! Snap! I grin like an idiot at my own joke, realize how uncool that is, and then quickly rearrange my face into a frown. "I'm sorry. I don't quite understand. You're supposed to be a superhero, so why are you threatening a fellow superhero? Isn't that kind of against our code or whatever?" "You don't have a code. Superheroes who follow codes don't drop off information about people's allegedly dead sons at their doorsteps and then run." Well, can't say she doesn't have a point there. -- After being framed for the horrific murder of Birchwood City's most revered superhero's six year-old son, Maya Waterman abandons her super-villain persona and finds herself lost without any sense of identity and purpose. Being hunted by a vengeful super is hard enough, but after her employer fires her and she's evicted from her apartment, Maya begins to become something she had prayed she would never become again- helpless. She needs nothing less than a miracle to save herself, and much to her surprise, she gets just that-- even if it entails her trying her hand at becoming a good guy for once.

SLIDE ; Y. CHISHIYA by Redolen

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The Society by Roseisfullofthorns

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A World-- by Alicemoon888

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