Prodigy Dreams and Nightmares: Keystone
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Concluida jue, jun 17, 20212h 25m
Hey party people guess who's back in-oh- oh okay no that came out wrong as soon as I said it. 6 months after the...incident, things have gotten back to their normal chaos in this twisted Prodigy world. Continuing where we left off previously with our heroines, monsters, pets, and nightmares there seems to be a glitch in a distant island Keystone. What seems to be shadow magic activity from the Order, quickly turns into a nightmare of getting lost at sea, the void itself, and thorns. Lots of thorns.
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