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Mea Culpa Devoid: kill me before you can find me

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'The Dead eat their world. All over the city was stain and bodies.' She is Heart Azilan Webster. A good girl who is love by her own foster parent. She's in love with her boy-bestfriend but it turns out in their marriage age, the one who is first to marry is her boy best friend and he is marrying her close friend. It may be too painful in her side, she felt betrayed but she has nothing to stop it, she accepted their marriage against her will of love. But....until one day Her four friends and her loves are now monsters in her sight. "we couldn't get you infected, because we came from your blood. We are the product of your emotions." She killed them all and burn their house and escape. If she can't be killed, she'll find a way to end this Apocalypse whose relying on her hand. Yet, for two years have past, different identity will made her fall unexpectedly -in her opposing world, she can't predict what will happen if she's going to be fall by 'his' hands. But who? October 31,2020
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