|| Twenty Years ||

What if... Commander Hange Zoë adopted a child?

"A bullet from the past
struck the present,
and disfigured the future."

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She never sought glory, nor did she run after greatness. She was merely a shadow following a distant light-
a light at the end of her own dark tunnel.
She carried a name she did not choose, and lived a life written for her, not by her.

She found herself in a world that devours dreams before they are even born-
a world where weakness has no place and hesitation has no time.
Amid the ruins of her reality, she wasn't seeking survival alone...
but searching for meaning-
for something that would keep her standing when the ground beneath her collapsed.

But in those days... "love" was more of a shackle than a salvation.
Loss felt like a beginning as much as it was an end.
And as memories burned in a world that showed no mercy...
one question kept echoing inside her:

Why is love harder than hate?

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Description not final yet.

Note: The cover art is drawn by me ✨
Another note: Straight 💜

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