It was all gone. Her family, her home. Taken. Shattered. No survivors were found, and everything they had owned was now lost.

And it was all his doing. The one who was responsible for this, the one who killed her family.

The Puppeteer, they had called him.

Actually, one other person lived. Her brother was fine, which provided some form of relief from all the death and tragedy both of them had suffered.

But there was much worse to come.

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