Only the Wicked

Only the Wicked

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[Book 1 of 'The Order of Chaos Series'] Only the wicked survive in Berc. In a land savaged and spoiled with war and corruption, even children learn that to save their blood they must spill blood, to lead they must manipulate, and to write history they must burn what has been written. [Rough Summary. I will edit soon] [Cover is made by me. I suck. Will get a new one.]
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