Zero Paths

Zero Paths

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Over 60 people are having a party in one mansion, all of a sudden loud booms are heard throughout the neighborhood. Everyone panics, parents go outside to make a poor attempt at protecting their children. When someone unknown tells them to follow her, they follow as it's their only chance to live. Will they all be alright? "Aiden...I'm scared, what do we do?" "DON'T TOUCH HER! DON'T YOU DARE LAY A FINGER ON HER!" ☁︎☁︎☁︎☁︎ "The rain...I haven't felt it in so long." "Mama!" "I'm not your mother..."
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The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. That was what they whispered about me. My mother was a dancer who seduced an Emperor to survive. I was the ignored princess who seduced a Prince to steal a throne. I thought I was the heroine of a romance novel. I thought if I smiled enough, schemed enough, and loved him enough, I would get my happily ever after. I was wrong. My sister was the beloved Cinderella. The Crown Prince was her Prince Charming. And I? I was just the wicked stepsister who got in the way. My reward for stealing the male lead was a hellish marriage, a cold bed, and a lonely death. Now, I have returned to the beginning. I'm done chasing fairytales. I'm done trying to be someone I'm not. This time, I won't go to the ball. I won't wear the glass slipper. I will just fade into the background and disappear. Or so I thought. "Careful, Your Highness." On the balcony where I tried to hide from the world, a hand caught me. It wasn't a Prince. It was a Knight I had never noticed before. I wanted to retire from this fairytale, but it seems the story isn't done with me yet

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