Specter
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, May 24, 2021
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Fantasy
Family. Survival. Death. A young Qurugosk is trying to survive in the cold world of Sonaria after his family is mutilated and killed by a rampaging Gramoss. The youngling has to learn to evade death, make friends, and fight against the odds all on his own. To make things worse, there is a gang of psychotic creatures hunting him down for a reason that is unknown to him. Along the way, the youngling manages to make some friends, and even findlove. However, all good things come to an end. Inspired by the survival game Creatures of Sonaria comes a story of love, hope, fear, and above all, survival.
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