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Unfamiliar [Duskwood]
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M/C decides to fly to Duskwood, but some unexpected things happen...
[Meta: M/C will be referred to as they/them, but the storyline will follow the route of a canonically female M/C (i.e. when you set your M/C as a female (Ms. X) and play the game), to be inclusive of all the transgender and non-binary M/Cs, as a non-binary person myself :D
Also, this story has no NSFW/smut in it, as I feel uncomfortable writing/reading that,,]
Duskwood by Everbyte Studios
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