90 DEADLY DAYS (WEEKLY UPDATES RETURNING THIS DECEMBER)
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- Chapitres 66
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture10h 48m
Dernière publication dim., sept. 22, 2019
Butcher or be butchered.
Survive, if you can.
Those are the new rules.
Life hadn't always been like this.
I was happy once. Before my life crumbled before my eyes. Before I found out their secrets and lies.
FALSEHOOD NUMBER ONE: Helion is my hometown.
The truth? My hometown never existed.
FALSEHOOD NUMBER TWO: I am a clone.
The real truth? I wasn't born in a petri dish, I wasn't made from science. Somewhere out in this big, terrible world hide a father and mother I've never known.
FALSEHOOD NUMBER 3: Everyone will go back to our true home, the dying city of Xaro.
The awful reality? Not everyone makes it back, you have to survive the 90 days first. And very few make it back from that hell alive.
WARNING, CONTAINS MATURE MATERIAL
*Cover picture by Toni Hooper*
**UPDATES EVERY WEEK**
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