Protector of Everly
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Last published Sat, Jun 10, 2017
I looked down below and saw all kind of vehicles driving on the road; each one as fast as the other one. I closed my eyes and bit my lip to conceal my pain, my feet could barely stand on their own and my clothes were rip in shreds. I felt blood rolling down my forehead. At that moment I felt a feeling I never wanted to feel before; weak. I felt weak and shamelessly I was hoping that of my teammates could save me. I didn't want to die, but right now I knew I was on the verge of it.
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In the year 2095, magic was a common thing, it was call an axel. With magic, came villions who caused destruction. So,to protect the world, you had it to go to an academy to know how to control your axel and that's exactly what Addilyn Lenny did.
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