Broken
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"How would you describe yourself" All he heard from me was silence, but in my mind I knew the answer. It was broken. I, Astra Wills, am broken. After escaping a group of people set out to kill her she finds refuge at a place called the Manor. Intent on not letting it be ruined from her past she blocks it from her mind. When a boy that knows her past all too well comes to the manor, asking for her to look back to catch a criminal, she must fight the people she hoped to forget forever. As they get closer to ruining the Manor. Astra and Brazen must find out who the leader is and eliminate him before it's too late. However things get a bit more difficult as they realize their enemy may be more than what they can handle. Would they defeat him or witness history repeat itself in a gory cycle of war.
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