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  • Reads 639
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 51m
Ongoing, First published Apr 10, 2016
Mature
Descendants of criminals; who went through a series of experiments, giving them abnormal abilities. After a massive breakout, the experiments ended and the known subjects were released into the world. Abilities passed down through blood. Hunted by the descendants of their creators known as Slayers; their sole mission is to rid the world of their mistake by any means necessary. Created by society, hated by society, feared by society, this is the life of a Rogue.
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