The Untold Story of The Blue Devil
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En cours d'écriture5 h 11 min
Dernière publication lun., mai 12, 2025
This is a story of Crystal's life after her dark ages. Here you would see the phase of the Blue Devil that the people who believed the old tales never knew about.
Crystal has come a long way from living with different families each time she dies. But the time has come, a time like no other. Say goodbye to dull, lonely, and sorrow. And say hello to love, friendship, adventure, fun, true family and even more drama, but the good type.
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