The Assasin's University
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Ultima pubblicazione ven, set 28, 2018
Assasin's University.
A place that crime, rape and others are being legalized, a place that if you're alone, you're life will be in danger.
A place where being a killer is what you need to be on top.
A place where you need to be merciless, because even a very pitiful creature can put your life in a mess.
Would you choose to be in a place like this?
Of course no, who would want to be here in the first place?
A university that teach their students on how to be a killer, but those are chosen.
They are those students that aren't ordinary, they are those who they called- ASSASINS.
But they have no choice.
You kill, for you to live.
You kill, for you to escape.
And especially you kill to protect your loved one.
Does Love exist in this place?
Lets enter the world of this place, and discover the life in the ASSASIN's UNIVERSITY
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