Fault Line
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This AU is a alternative world to lilenders life, and basically what goes on, but in this one somethings...wrong.
INFORMATION
Fault aka Lilender
Male Russian 5 foot 6
Thic...
HOW IT ALL BEGAN AND WHAT FANDOM
Creepy pasta, it began with a mistake that turned into a Tragedy
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