Aces
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There are Many colors hoisted along the seven Sea's. Flying royal colors of the navy, or black and white colors of evil pirates. However new colors are being hoisted up, shades of purple and black.
Malit Emission has lived the Cursed life of an Omen...but what happens when he is sprung from jail with people who are like him, and show him a world that puts fairy tales to shame.
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