here is my riddle. a bit more difficult then normal bit hopefully you get it. (Titel has a hint who made the character i described)
no one knows my true face but knows my deeds and titel. i am one but also many. my life was suffering. My being is surrounded by the fog of my home. My home is hell. I murdered over a dozen times. But i was still never found by the police. I was the greatest at what i was doing at my time. The machines full of steam could be seen in the place where i lifed. We were used by the masses for their happiness. Who are we?
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Percy Jackson and heroes of olympus reacts
FanfictionDon't worry i won't neglect my other stories. I just decided to switch things up my dear readership. It was more of a wimp doing that then anything. Maybe i also plan a tales of arise react story. But i have to get into the game for that. don't exsp...
