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We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast.
But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is.
There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs π―π¦π·π¦π³ make a right.
So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together?
Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos.
She's cunning.
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She's dangerous.
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She's evil.
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Or so that's what we're told.
The devil is always worse.
But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate...
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