Angel In A Box
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Last published Tue, Oct 22, 2024
Agent Kvina Kuang chose her purpose in life; to help those in need and to protect those she loves. So when she uncovers a box and saves a girl trapped in it, she knew she just had to help her.
The girl having no recollection of her past is taken under the wing of the agent and her best friend. They try to remember her past and rediscover the girl's once lost purpose. But when situations turn ominous and emotions begin to escalate, Kvina realizes the very meaning of her chosen life purpose and the consequences it entails.
A random LingOrm AU inspired by this photoshoot
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