The New Generation [ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE]

The New Generation [ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE]

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"Oh,poor poor Avalon..."Hela taunted,"can't even save the love of her live.."she shook her head,"how pathetic."at the word 'pathetic' she shot venom at Max's dead body,"you."My fists clenched,"This.Is.All.Your.FAULT!"I screamed,lungeing at her,but I couldn't,I just kept being pushed away. "Wake up,Avalon."she sneered,"wake up."
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