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After the war, I thought that we were all killed. Half of us were used as slaves and others were killed and used as decorations. Sterlon, my father, had enough of this.
We all had enough of this.
After we killed our captors, there was something wrong. Father knew it.
We were cursed.
I know the plot line needs to be worked on, but it'll do for now.
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