The Wretched in Divine
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Last published Sun, Aug 4, 2013
Of course the world didn't end in December of 2012, no it ended on April 24th, 2013 just a couple months later. But no one would believe how it really ended. By a group of teenagers/young adults. With just one town left , how will people cope when the citizen are under control of a powerful government called Divine? How will people react when they realized that their home planet, Earth, is now gone and they are on a completely different planet? Don't get arrested or you will be spending your last few minutes in The Circle with people watching. Nothing is what it really seems in the underground town of what was once Rainville but now called ᴅᴀᴍɴᴀтισɴ.
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