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•ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇʙᴏʀɴ ᴅᴇᴍɪ-ɢᴏᴅ• [ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴡʀɪᴛᴇ]
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  • Reads 3,452
  • Votes 98
  • Parts 8
  • Time 34m
Ongoing, First published Dec 28, 2021
•After the death of the Demi-God Bryan,
he didn't go to Elysium.
 
Instead,- Bryan was given a new body, to live in the human realm, but his memories had been replaced by fake ones, where he had been always a human, with human friends and family that had passed away.
 
He started working as a florist, taking care of flowers, growing them, and selling them to flower shops, but one day, while he was taking care of the flowers, he noticed a strange purple rose, that glowed and gave off a mysterious feeling.

He didn't remember ever having a flower like that, so he went closer to it, to get a better look, but once he got to it- 

well, you'll have to read further to find out.
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