Prologue

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In this world, it's every man for themselves. It's the only way to survive. But what if you aren't a man? What happens then, do you marry a prince and sit in a castle throwing tea parties and sewing? What happens when the battle comes your way? When the walls are invaded when the sirens ring. What happens if your prince charming can't protect you from the tidal wave of hell that will invade your life, your days, your nights, your dreams, your nightmares, it will consume you. Will your sword sit in the corner and collect dust or will you use it to fight back? Why are the men in control, when behind every successful man there are women behind curtains carefully and strategically planning out his every move? Why is it we as women fear the sirens and the men go fight it? Why do we cower in the corner? Why does the sword collect dust? Why do we hide behind the curtains? When you play with this world you win or you lose. The wind is furious and the tidal wave will wash away the curtains. No secrets will be left. We will be in control. I will be in control, and I will bring evil prosperity to the land and slaughter any man who gets in my way. 

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