Fractured Worlds
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Think about the one thing that makes you yourself, the one thing that define who you are. Your eyes. Has anyone heard the riddle: what does everyone do and never not do, die. But who said death is the end. A couple of kids have faced death and came out alive but with crazy side effects involving their eyes. They try to forget the pain they felt in their past deaths by forming a meetup they love the company. However someone is plotting to change the world.
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