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[/*Dark Wine*\] (Barok van Zieks x Reader) Ace Attorney Comfort Fic.
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This is a comfort fic about the reader and the Reaper of the Old Bailey, where you and him find comfort in each other UwU
I hope you enjoy! And please comment, I wanna know what you think qwq <3
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