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The Reapers are the Angels
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Ongoing, First published Jun 15, 2013
(Sum)  Its a paranormal wasteland in this epic horror of a girl named Temple; forced to live in a world full of Zombies and rotten flesh.   Temple Hayes was born into the world of Zombies; not a pleasant world for a young child but she was able to have enough experience were she learned that fear is a choice. She battles her way through demons and dangerous monsters only to find her self alone in this suddenly huge world.   On The way she meets a clan; The Reapers, they take the life's of innocent people in order to survive. As Temple faces a threat unlike any other. In instinct she runs far away, as fast as her legs can take her, and in the end The Reapers always win.   Will she join them?   Or will she kill them just like she brutally the walkers?
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