Loving you was a losing game (Completed)
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Contenu pour adultesTerminé sam., août 26, 202311h 27m
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"I want you to go to the Mountain of kazakshan. You only have 2 missions. Number 1
find information there and report it to me, number 2 find the enormous secret of that university"
"You will enter there as Vrain. you will pretend to be a boy but your main agenda is to convince them that you are a man with clean intentions, and play with them. Find the master and checkmate him. . you will not show mercy and the last don't let your guard down"
"King, im not that merciless" nakayukong sabi ni vrain
The king looked at her intently. "He must master or be mastered, while to show mercy was a weakness. Mercy did not exist in primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death. Kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, was the law and this mandate, down out of the depths of Time"
"I understand king's pain. I will do my vow as a second rank"
"Your pain is acceptable you can now enter "
↫◇─◇──◇ EͦNͦTͦEͦRͦ ◇──◇─◇↬
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Genre* Action/romance/ mystery/comedy
~Mature content~
Started: January 20, 2022
Finished: august 26 2023
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