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Amidst the social aggression of the gangs, things were best described under the vague moniker of different compared to time spent alone. The instant she exited Battleaxe grounds in trade for the western sector of Lorsette, Naomi noticed the shift in the atmosphere. Fewer people littered the streets, but conversation occurred without an abrupt ‘FUCK YOU’ or ‘I WILL BEAT YOU TO A BLOODY PULP’! Although, for a moment those words from summer sweethearts quieted when the beast-like creature strolled past. Most people reacted negatively to her presence because of her appearance.

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Sharpened teeth, a daunting tall figure with a muscular frame displayed through the ripped sleeves of her black vest. Furthermore, her purple complexion and large snout only increased those monster-qualities. Exemplified by her lizard-like eyes, immense height and thuggish fashion style, most people were hasty to display concerns. Fearsome in multiple traits, it kept people from attempting to gain closeness with the beastly woman. She proved overwhelmingly aggressive and at times, downright short-tempered towards others.

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The duties of a leader maintained the fierce attitude roaming her veins and infecting her brain. The guarded nature of her exotic yellow eyes suggested a guardedness, yet, hidden by the shock value of their peculiar shape. With hands hidden inside the large pockets of her ripped-at-the-knee jeans, the young woman proceeded forward without batting an eye to those around her. Throughout her childhood featured the similar wayward glances of selfish worried followed by profound gossip. People were a talkative breed and would cast their shadows on the more peculiar with haste.

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In the heat of the summer sun, Naomi had escaped the loudness of the gang for a breather. Despite her love for the Battle Axes, everybody required a moment to breathe. They became a family to Francisca and herself, but it never changed the fact of family members needing a break. Rambunctious and fight-hungry, at times Naomi needed a lonesome escape from the violent world of running the Battle Axes. A stroll through the streets appeared attractive as a result, leaving the young woman ignoring unfounded criticism or baseless "facts".

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Alas, avoiding those words felt impossible given the hot weather inevitably dragged people from the depths of their homes. In addition, a soft, cooling breeze rustled trees and whistled through buildings. A gorgeous day for citizens to escape the shaded areas of their air-conditioned homes and enjoy themselves. Yet, the magnificent weather would continue to keep people away from one location, Hell's Gate. A majority of people avoided the infamous gate, especially on a summer's day where only a breeze staved the heat.

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Further, into the western section of Lorsette, the golem delved. Thoughts of Francisca's whereabouts roamed her mind as a natural concern for her little sister entered her head. Somewhere, their parents were searching for them, attempting to discover their location to wreak bloody vengeance upon them. THE PAIR COULD ARRIVE WHENEVER THE FUCK THEY WANTED! Their entrance into Lorsette and search for Fran was the opportunity for Naomi to complete her revenge against her horrible parents. They were murderers, cruelly disposing of her life without a second thought!

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They never desired children, merely had them because of their foolishness then refused to hand them off to kinder guardians. Together, their so-called parents trapped them inside a house of booze, drugs and sex until their grandparents played the hero. Inside her pockets, Naomi's fists clenched, her brow lowering, but hidden behind the wild locks of royal purple hair. When the time arrived, she planned on fucking them up and sending them straight to the grave! The distraction in the woman's thoughts kept her from noticing Hell's Gate until she crossed the shoddy alleyway leading her to the large, double doors.

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Quietly, she turned off the road, hoping to distract herself with something else before she ended up full-strength punching a wall. Chances were, people would not appreciate the property damage and hand her heaps of trouble. She approached the tall gate, yellow eyes glancing over darkened metals composing the gate. The infamous Hell's Gate was reduced to living out its days in a tiny alleyway, permanently locked and lonesome. As the heat surrounded her, it tamed her anger as she pondered for a moment the land her previous species was associated with.

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