•Another world•
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Dernière publication mar., déc. 4, 2018
"ugh...where am I?" she said
her head still in pain.
why do I feel.....Grass?
but I was in the hospital
I can't remember anything...
"uhh hello?" another female voice said
that
voice
seemed
f a m i l i a r.........
•hey another book came in my mind and this time I have full of ideas I think another world would have 80 chapters then a sequel with 100 chapters,boi I am filled with so much inspiration.•
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