Cycles
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Krait never really knew how dangerous the world was. Xenosphere just wanted to have friends. Yucca just wanted to live alone. When Xenosphere's brother began a mysterious group, strange murders began in the Ferolian Desert. Then her brother began to order creepy-looking knives. Xenosphere knew she had to do something, and something quick. Please don't expect my writing to be good smh
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