No one is truly a god
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Last published Wed, Jan 4, 2023
A hurt god of war and a forgotten god of memory,
I know what you think, how ironic,
But when god of memory comes to save the god of war....
Will the god of war heal or be hurt once again.
NO ART IS MINE, STORY ISN'T MINE IT BELONGS TO MOJITO, I ONLY OWN MY OC AND HIS ACTION'S.
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