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Ongoing, First published Jan 24, 2021
Mature
this is an OC i made in the MHA/BNHA universe, her name is Fauna Torrence, you'll learn more abt her in the story- I'm writing this on my kindle most of the time so typos should be expected- anyways- you are a pro hero, you met a girl in the park one day and when you asked her what her job was she was hesitant but told you she worked at a coffee shop. One day out on patrols, the League of Villains shows up, one of them saves you from the others. Who are they? Why did they save you? And what is to come of them for saving you?
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