James the Tyrant
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MatureOngoing1h 38m
Last published Mon, Jun 1, 2015
Prequel to Portrait of A Lost Soul. Explore the fate and destiny of James and Irelia, and discover how the Portrait of the Lost Soul and the pendant came to be.
Irelia, an outcast and captive in a mental institution, needs to fear the Painters that come every night. She is rescued by James but soon she discovers that that isn't a good thing. At all.
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