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Pomegranate

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Las voces de un fuego inexplicable que se origina en aquellos que guardan negatividad en sus pechos son demasiado fuertes en la cabeza de Lio Fotia, pero a él no le importa, liberado de un pasado que no necesita se enfrentará al futuro de la mano de sus compañeros. ¿Comó fue entonces que los brazos de Galo terminaron por darle soporte? [Promare y sus personajes no me pertenecen, crédito total a Estudio Trigger y a Hiroyuki Imaishi] [Las ilustraciones y gifs usadas en esta historia no me pertenecen en absoluto, crédito total a sus autores]
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I gave everything really gave everything. But what did come out? Accusations! Supposedly I'm the traitor. Always smile always friendly, get as many contacts as possible be like a sponge that sucks up any sadness. But in the end it didn't help. Everyone believed it and not me. Throughout my childhood, books were my friends. Since I could hold a pen, I've been painting. Since I was able to form my first words, I have been writing. That was what my passion was. But now I'm being accused because of it. Society took away everything and left me with pen and paper and now it took that also away. I was accused of being a traitor because if my beloved analyses about heroes. And I had so many people who could stand by me, who had evidence that. But in the end they turned their backs on me just to have fun watching me suffer. What if I turn the tables? You want a villain you get one. Not that it was somehow my will but I accept what I get. A trait I had to learn because I was quirkless I can't afford to say anything against it. The time we parted dear fiends is because I was a villain in your eyes now we meat when I am a villain in my eyes.

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