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Treacherous Isles: Rise of the Monarchs

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Is it wrong to kill to survive in this accursed world? This question plagued Xavier's mind, along with the nightmares, as he spent the rest of his days in prison. Which didn't seem long. In a ruined world where only the rich have what could be called lives, while everyone else clings to survival as their instincts demand. Xavier spent his days like all other prisoners, being used as an industrial slave, forced to fuel the destruction of his world and make the rich richer. That is until, the Ashari came, a race of Extraterrestrials with technology that far surpasses that of humans, arrived in their time of desperate need. Now, Xavier and other prisoners of Gensin Capital Prison are forced into a new hell, where they must fight against monsters for their survival. But the question still lingers, who are the most dangerous monsters? The monsters of the Deceitful Maw who seek to kill and devour them with every fibre of their being? Or their fellow humans who wishes nothing more than to exploit them in every way possible? Find out as you follow Xavier's story
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