Heroic
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Rogue Rose.
A warrior, the symbol of light in a damned world. A world overrun by The Cold...
Follow her story as she, and her allies, fight through the very world that shunned them for their differences. The very power that could save them all rests in the hands of a girl and her team who once seeked revenge...
...Their listening... I cannot say more...you'll have to find out the rest on your own...
Goodbye good reader,may your journey be good to you
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Sneak peaks...
"Aww come on Rex, ill give you a scooby snack" Dex danced infront of him holding the Barnet Biscuit in his rough hands "Screw you,Ya Shaggy look alike" Rex laughed while he shoved him, eating the biscuit. Then walked into the cave with all the others as if he weren't scared of it a second ago...
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