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A Kingdom Made of BurgerKing Crowns
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement avr. 11, 2022
She watched as her kingdom fell before her
the place she built with her own bare hands
the place she called home.
She needed a fresh start
and that is just what she made for herself.


a 24 year old king looses her kingdom, her home, her everything
and when she thought it couldn't get worse, a 17 year old kid inherits his fathers crown in a neiboring kingdom

- dsmp inspired -
(its my own oc's tho, no actual dsmp members are involved in the fic)
also im an idiot that can't think of original names lol

rarely updated

have a good day and enjoy reaing!!


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im a 12 year old genderfluid that wants to get big for their art but also wants to go to law school (help)
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