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			<title>Chapter 13: The Last Stand, War</title>
			<description>I do not know how things can change so quickly, how things would backfire in a snap. I was leader of them for a second, sure, but...After the metal gates were broken through, thanks to the destruction of the barriers, we stormed through the gates. We charged like an army to the outside, like a spear..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 12: Traitor</title>
			<description>We were back at the peak of the mountain when Thomas fully awoke.&quot;Ahh!&quot; He half shouted as he sprung up from the snow, gasping.&quot;Thomas!&quot; I thrust myself next to him, but Myron pulled me back, and Jericho pulled a blade out. &quot;Hey, what are you doing!&quot; I struggled in Myron's big arms.&quot;Tell me who you ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 11: The Dark Accelerator</title>
			<description>&quot;Woah,&quot; I mustered as I stared down into the gigantic pit that was at least ten meters in diameter and fifty meters deep. I could not help but be petrified from the evilness that was emitting from inside. Only Jericho didn't seem to be fazed.&quot;My&amp;nbsp;least&amp;nbsp;favorite place to be,&quot; Steph muttered...</description>
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			<title>Chapter 10: The Deal</title>
			<description>&quot;Aren't you freezing?&quot; A spiteful voice I recognized as Simon's appeared from the entrace of the cave.&quot;What're you doing here, Dent?&quot; I said.&quot;Aww, isn't somebody having a bad day?&quot; Simon mocked me. I shook my head and sat steadily on the rocks. &quot;Oh come on,&quot; Simon said. &quot;You can't be serious about s..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 9: P.S.Y.C.H.O.</title>
			<description>&quot;Alfa?&quot; I echoed into the mist. I couldn't see below my feet, but I felt that I was on something metal. I daringly took a step forward. &quot;Yo, Alfa, what is this?&quot;&quot;I'm sorry, Gin,&quot; he said, as a presence appeared behind my back and struck my torso. The next voice that I heard was Jericho's.&quot;Gin, this ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 8: Jericho Bane</title>
			<description>&quot;So you're planning to break out of the world's most dangerous and most secure prison,&quot; I repeated.&quot;Indeed, I do,&quot; Jericho confirmed.&quot;And how exactly are you going to do that?&quot;&amp;#8232;&quot;There's something we know about your power that you do not.&quot;&amp;#8232;&quot;How... do you understand my power?&quot; I asked, int..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 7: Simon Dent</title>
			<description>&quot;What's wrong with seeing an old friend?&quot; Simon chuckled foully. I glared at him.&quot;What the hell are you doing here?&quot; Talking to him brought back bad memories of my childhood I would do without. He was the reason everything bad happened to me. Yet, he was right here in front of me.&quot;Same reason why yo..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6: Banished</title>
			<description>&quot;Excuse me?&quot; I repeated.&quot;Gin Zolcs, you have just been banished from Ao,&quot; he repeated. I looked to Mr. Anderson who was treating Jacke, but all I got from him was a disappointed look of defeat.&quot;But I&quot;&quot;&quot;If I must repeat myself one more time, I will call the guards in.&quot;I looked down at the ground, dev..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5: Shiro</title>
			<description>&quot;Gin Zolcs,&quot; a deep voice came through a speaker. I stood inside a room that was simply a metal box, with nothing around me. I didn't even understand where the voice was projecting itself from.&quot;Step onto the white tile,&quot; it commanded. I noticed a section of the floor turning white from the natural s..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4: Realization</title>
			<description>I raced across Seventh Avenue to catch the skytrain to Elysium, the highest mountain in kingdoms, and the crest of Ao, where the Lionhearts reside. I heard that a Vice Admiral of the Lionhearts will be partaking in the assessments. I haven't read much on the assessments, but they were the same each ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3: Overwhelmed</title>
			<description>The darkness did not follow me after that. It was almost like it just vanished. It felt wrong. What exactly was happening in the city? Why was it following me? I did not dare pursue the answers. What I&amp;nbsp;did&amp;nbsp;do was look up Dr. Wells in the Medical Index. Graduated from the Ao Academy of Medi..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Thomas</title>
			<description>&quot;5 seconds.&quot;&quot;10 seconds.&quot;&quot;1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8. Damn it!&quot; Thomas threw his hands in the air and slapped three bucks into my face.&quot;Haha, alright, last one, Exter. Five bucks for how long until that kid starts crossing the street,&quot; I pointed at a kid all dressed up in a hoodie and bean..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Gin</title>
			<description>A wave of darkness swept over the city. The Lionheart Champions of Ao glanced up at the Elysium with an uneasiness of Armageddon approaching. The wave was brusque, instantaneous, but left a cataclysmic inkling of sensation in every Lionheart across the city. The darkness dawdled in the sky, obscured..</description>
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			<title>Consumed</title>
			<description>On his 16th birthday, Gin Zolcs is blessed with a power that gives him all the powers he wanted. When Gin is banished to the wastelands, he realizes this power is actually a curse. Darkness comes...</description>
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