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Infernum3014

Infernum3014

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Mystery
In the deepest hell and the racist future .. Our destiny is born from the depths of our sins. They appeared on our land to show us how small are we in front of them ... they came to destroy us ... to destroy the future of humanity. As usual, we.. the Lowers, are a scapegoat ... but that does not work for them...they need more and more.. This is our story ... so welcome to Infernum. ~ The arabic copy is available now on wattpad : إنفيرنيوم3014 ~
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