This District Attorney
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If anyone is in Mark's (Markiplier's) kickcult server you probably know about Y/N (district attorney) and the "LittleOnes". They speak in morse code and are very cryptic. I don't know much about what the want or are trying to tell us, but here's a fanfiction about how they may or may not have come into existence. there's also no Morse code in this fanfiction, because I have no desire to translate anything. This story is entirely fiction, and anything that may seem true is merely coincidence. Thank you for checking out this story, and if you like it I'll make more fanfiction.
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