Enderverse - The Tempestuous Assassin

Enderverse - The Tempestuous Assassin

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I was born in a city neighboring Aria overloaded with crimes called Blackfall. If you wished to survive in this horrid place, you'd have to kill and steal from everyone. All the supplies in this city are stolen objects from other villages, towns or cities nearby, namely Aria. This caused Aria and other places to fall in a serious economical crisis. In the Cathedral Conference, the officials have declared to demolish Blackfall, which they did when I was at the age of seven. An Enderverse spin-off, revolving around Sicarius Clair. Canons to the original Enderverse series @xLordEnder
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