The Fallen Mage of Exodus
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Last published Thu, Nov 20, 2014
I didn't even have a scratch. I wasn't even breathless after the hell I just went through. 'Like they say,' I thought. 'If your in hell... keep going.' And like that with a basses pokerface , I want to slay more spawns of hell.
(Yoshino x (OP! OC ). I DO NOT OWN ZETSUEN NO TEMPEST!!
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