An Angel After the End
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- Parts 9
MatureOngoing1h 45m
Last published Tue, Aug 18, 2015
The end of the world sucks. No pizza, no netflix, and almost everyone is gone. It wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for the Rotters. See, everyone was fine one day, but then something started spreading and everything turned to shit real quick. The CDC had no chance of stopping it, whatever it was. It's been 10 years since the outbreak, and things have gotten so much worse. I was only 7 at the time everything went to hell, but my brother took care of me. Now the Rotters have adapted to us, and theres no telling how long I can survive for in this city. Maybe it's time to search the country. It can't be any worse out there... right?
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