The Starbound Orphanage for Lost Souls
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A young girl awoke at the side of a road that seemed to never end. She looked around at her surroundings, seeing nothing but trees and the cracked concrete for miles and miles, as well as a dark red bag that sat patiently beside her.
Phoenix had no meaningful memories, just a basic idea of self. She didn't know how she got there, or what lead up to getting there. In her mind, she had no family, no friends, no interests or hobbies, and no idea where to go. So she picked up that bag and swung it over her shoulder, following the wind and instinct alone to hopefully guide her to safety.
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