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Bittersweet
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Ongoing, First published Jan 06, 2016
Legend said if you listen closely you can still hear the screams and cries of all the victims of the high power that was Ophelia Mora...  
Hundreds of years have past since the massacre that killed many. Not many people knew the real reason Ophelia Mora went mad, the people who were lucky enough to survive didn't come out unscathed. 
The horror of it caused a mark on their souls that scared them forever. 
The high council of the gods could not kill her for she was to strong, stopping her the only way they knew how, they sentenced her to rest. A deep sleep for hundreds of years on earth. 
For then no one could awake her of a slumber and unleash more horror that was her. 
until....She awakened
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