Bloom
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A mysterious deity is captured by a goddess of death and afflicted with a curse for a wrongdoing. During their capture, the descendent of the goddess sneaks in and out to try and mend the prisoner's pain, but the individual isn't too keen on them. With a curse that seems never-ending, and a duty held at the hands of the next heir-to-a-throne, what is blossoming between the two will be challenged. Will the curse ever be lifted?
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Disclaimer: This work is entirely fiction. Unless it's indicated, names of characters and incidents in this novel are either created by the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblances of actual people, living or dead, along with actual events is purely coincidental.
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