A lenda de Miror
- LETTURE 54
- Voti 2
- Parti 3
Esta é a historia de Unio, um jovem que tem uma habilidade única em seu sangue e que será forjada numa jornada para deter o filho de um Antigo Demônio que outrora fora o maior mal deste mundo.
Agora Unio terá que encontrar ajuda para deter esse novo mal e descobrir a herança sanguínea que herdou de seu antepassado juntamente com a maior das responsabilidades que somente ele poderá realizar.
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