Death's Diary
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Death. We all know what his role is but what we don't know is the stories he keeps inside his mind.
There's much we don't know about the gods and the clocks that keep them chained for all eternity.
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Author's Note: I don't have motivation for one book so I'm writing another filled with nothing but short stories all from the p.o.v of our beloved fried; Mr. Death :)
And for Genres... I uh- let not go there yeah?^^
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