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Ongoing, First published May 22, 2017
Mature
Hi my name is Ian Luke King short for Ithanel. Im a 16 year old boy who is 6'5 short brown locks and green eyes. And this is how i survive the zombie apocalypse. 


Strong language 
May be some smut (not in the begging though)
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