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Me and my little Creation
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Ongoing, First published Jun 18, 2018
We all know about the world and its rules. This world follows a lot of rules to be exact. People have only two options, it's either giving up to the pressure of society and follow the same routine every day. Or you can find a loophole and discover the hidden world.

This hidden world is as old as the time itself. But even though that people visited this world they were in contact with something even bigger. The world itself split into 3 realms.

~Reality~
~Inbetween~
~Fantasy~

What will happen if you try something new, poke your curiosity to the dangerous level and open the eternal door to something huge?

This is my journal, where I write about my mistakes and unbelievable experience.

If you don't want anything in your life changing and you are rather in the same old stuff, then don't read. This can change your life drastically read on your own risk.
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