I, Quasimodo
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em mai 03, 2018
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I am no one. I don't remember my past. I don't remember my name. I first memory is waking up nearly buried in the dirt. The only things around me is a city in ruins, and walking corpses. Am I alone? Why is only half my body rotted away, unlike the other corpses? What is going on?
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