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The Long War: Creation Of A God

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Listen to me. Ink, I am the only voice you can trust. I am the commander and you will listen to me alone. I am the one who will lead you. I am the one who has all the power. You will listen to me. You will do everything I say. You will never go against me. You will be my sword and my shield. You will obey my every command. You will live when I tell you and die when I tell you
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Those words whispered into her ear. Murmured into her memory. Ingrained into her mind. And why you may ask. Why to make her into the perfect solider of course.
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This story was written for Nanowrimo 2015All Rights Reserved

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