The Lost Books: Pentagram's Blessing
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 36m
Ongoing, First published Jun 13, 2012
I do not know much about myself, so bare with me... 
Let me explain. 
I know my name...I have a list of other names...I do not know what the list is for...I know one of my friends are dead... 
...and that I have been to Hell and back...
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