Knocking on Deaths Door
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Última publicación mar, jul 13, 2021
"Everybody has to die eventually right? But what of a concept?"
"Or the absence of life? Can something die if it never lived?"
"Can death die...?"
"I would have never thought it possible, but after all... there is always a first time for everything."
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This story takes place in the year 40XX.
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