Untitled: Short Story Collection
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Última publicación vie, nov 11, 2022
In this universe, all sorts of people exist with their own stories, either as the protagonist or the antagonist. However, one thing is guaranteed.
-It can never be hidden from me, the librarian of life.
Hence, I present to you a few of my favorite stories in hopes that you would find it as entertaining as I did.
[Themes may or may not contain heavy topics; read at your own risk]
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