Red Flags
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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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"𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙩. 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙚." - 𝙎𝙇𝙄𝘿𝙀. 𝘾.𝘼. Chishiya's always had a soft spot for you; it was cute. However, this wasn't because he liked you. It's because he was completely obsessed with you. In a world with no rules and no laws, how much longer would he be able to hide his obsession with you? HIGHEST RANKINGS ------------ #10 - fanfiction #1 - ann #1 - thebeachComplete
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"𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙩. 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙚." - 𝙎𝙇𝙄𝘿𝙀. 𝘾.𝘼. Chishiya's always had a soft spot for you; it was cute. However, this wasn't because he liked you. It's because he was completely obsessed with you. In a world with no rules and no laws, how much longer would he be able to hide his obsession with you? HIGHEST RANKINGS ------------ #10 - fanfiction #1 - ann #1 - thebeach
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