Mind Conqueror
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MatureOngoing11m
Last published Sat, Jul 18, 2020
Hello!
My name is Marc, what I am about to tell you is something so unheard of you probably won't believe me and can't believe it.
But first let me talk about myself. I am gonna admit it, but I am a total nerd. Then I mean a full out nerd; I love anime, games of all kinds, reading comics and manga, watching TV-series, you bloody name it. I live in an apartment all alone, kinda strange for someone like me. I am a 21 year old with just a decent job at GameStop...which I hate, but it's the best I got at the moment sadly.
Oh well, gotta make a living somehow, right?
And I ain't the most flexible or athletic guy in the world either, I am as weak as a twig.
Anyways, back to what I said earlier.
This story I am gonna share is really unbelievable that nobody wants to believe me, not even some of my closest friends.
There is one thing i've always wanted to do in my entire life and I am highly fascinated about it as well. And that thing...is mind control.
This is the story of how I managed to get that silly young dream of mine to become a brutal yet satisfying reality.
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