The Knights Templar Book I: The Dawning.
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Still I hear their screams; of women, children, elders, men, whole families. The crying, begging, praying, fighting.
Their screams will forever haunt me. As they watched their loved ones die and maliciously torn away from their lives.
The new world order has no room for anyone deemed with a 'defect.' I hate the monster who made me not only watch but forced me to hate myself as I watched with my own eyes as I too killed them. With an implant that shackled me invisibly in the control of another but in full awareness of my actions. As a punishment for my disobedience.
I will kill him, I will become an avenger for all these innocent souls who died AND FOR THEIR families! The ones who were spared for re-population who are still suffering. How do I know? Well, because I'm their next puppet; they are trying to 'groom' me. Like some live action human puppet whose only a vassal for someone else's will. Well, My name is Hugh De Paine and I am no man's puppet.
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