The Silver-Eyed Boy
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Última publicación sáb, ene 22, 2022
Sei mio finché non muoio.
// You are mine until I die.//
Love only runs so deep.
Even though that's what the Silver-eyed boy believes, the Piccolo of his will soon realise that.
Her 'supposedly' normal life will turn upside down once He does his entry into her life.
A war is overhead.
Lives are about to be taken and given.
A love so deep will bring everyone to their knees.
Hell is about to freeze over as He will not stop until his Piccolo is safe.
Follow this Silver-eyed Boy as he unleashes his fury over the Earth while his Piccolo sleeps peacefully in its warmth.
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