The Luzīīs: Fates
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°Facing the problems on your own is hard.
°Lacking answers for those questions are troublesome.
°New world, new life.
°Forget the past and move on.
°Find the true purpose of your existence.
°And accept the Fate of who you really are.
"Those are some pledges that a Luziis should remember".
The First Installment of The Luzīīs: Series.
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Release Date: 12-30-18
Book Ends: 6-08-19
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PS: Sorry for the words I missed to wrote and also the grammar, I promise that after this book. I will edit every chapter for clarification.
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