The Wilted
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Mon, Nov 16, 2020
"Once upon a time a goup of 5-" "C'mon Pop! We don't have time for this!" "UGH COMING"
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In a world with zombie like creatures called The Wilted a group of five wonders out to stop and survive the apocalypse.
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Special Thanks to some of my friends from discord. Also the cover was made from @jupitarbaby hehe
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