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An ednaib mir x gr fanfic ig (W.I.P)

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It's pretty much the mir essence mixed with the gr essence plus a bunch more. This was originally an inside joke between a friend and I but then I got too invested. I ain't even gonna lie, this is more like an enemies to frenemies but whatever. She wanted me to post it for some reason, I only agreed cause it's make it easier for her to read it. It's probably really cringe, don't tell me tho I will cry (/j). This is my first time writing a long story and I don't have it super planned out, I have the base idea of how I want it to go but that's about it. If it seems a little messy or unorganized I apologize in advance, I am just sorta writing this as I go based on the rough idea. Updates most likely won't be consistent cause school and I get writer's block a lot since I'm not really a writer to being with. While I don't expect anyone to really read this, if you are out there I hope you enjoy!All Rights Reserved

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