His First Word Was Kneel
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Summary
I was Sanctuary Seven’s resident lucky charm.
No powers. Physical stats dead last. Combat efficiency rounding out to a flat zero. To top it all off, I was completely mute.
Surviving three years into the apocalypse looking like that was nothing short of a miracle.
The day the dead breached the outer perimeter, I was busy picking up a discarded stuffed animal in the dirt; the reinforced concrete wall caved in exactly ten feet to my left.
