A Matter of Tastes
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  • Reads 131
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 32m
Ongoing, First published May 10, 2021
The Shrine has recived a letter.
It presents a five storied black Pagoda, with written in the middle in light red ink, "From the Heavenly Empror, Ooama, no Ake no Mitori, Devanagara."
As the two friends, who had to rule over Mugenri during an uncertain amount of time, decided to do what this letter asked them to, the light headed bird didn't know yet where their life decided to bring them... 
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