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[ENGLISH VER.] Apostasia

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1910 1920 action industrialism mature newadult psychological thriller war worldwar youngadult

Fifty years have passed since the Great War.

Rivaleur still stands - broken, but not buried. The city has stirred back to life, if only just. It doesn't live; it persists. Under the cold weight of occupation, people have learned to survive, not to hope. The snow never melts. The night never lifts. And the word "freedom" tastes like ash.

Adelard Moreau grew up knowing nothing but the ghetto. No grand ambitions - just a quiet dream to escape, to see something beyond these grey walls. But escaping is a luxury people like him can't afford.

When secrets about his blood begin to unravel, and voices start to whisper from within, Adelard finds himself caught in a story far older than him. One of demons, resistance, and a past that refuses to stay buried.

Because some wounds never heal.
And some boys are born to burn.All Rights Reserved

1910 1920 action industrialism mature newadult psychological thriller war worldwar youngadult

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Blood and Thunder

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