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"You are truly not alone.."
Dive into the mix of a First- and Third-person story where Ame begins from a solo journey to a packed one with the same goal in mind: To unravel the past and escape the feeling of Solitude.
This is also a sequel to the prequel "Awakened Dimensions", that is set private for the time being.
Note: Kindly read the first part, "Note from the CR3AT0R," before proceeding to chapter 1, Thank you.
Another Note: Things are subjected to change when there is no "Final cut" into a chapter's description
[will change description soon, btw I paused the project for a while since I'm creating more characters]
-From Sofia
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