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Project: Hero

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"You might be a killer, but I don't think you're a monster."

The government has taken over the nation in a totalitarian state. But there are a select few who stand in its way. And that is those with the moon Tattoos. Each possesses a strange power and can be enhanced. The government on the other hand, want them wiped out completely. Ergo, those with the tattoos have to live in hiding for the rest of their lives.

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The weeping of the guilty

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