



Misguided Angels
When you lose everything, living seems meaningless. She lost the world, the memories, the will to fight. Her body dripped red, and her eyes were filled with pain and anguish. She was alive, but her soul seemed lost forever. But she was freed, and the light brought a hope she didn't remember knowing. Snow, peace, and human contact renewed survival instincts. But that breath of life also sparked a desire for revenge, and she wouldn't stop fighting until everyone paid. She would live up to the nickname they gave her, until the last man was on the ground. At least the Reaper wasn't alone. “- They're coming our way. What are my orders? - Let them come. They're the ones who turned us into weapons, it's time to taste their own poison. ”
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