Experiment Number 509
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Dream. Someone who has went missing long ago and was announced dead at age seven... who's brother was left heartbroken and corrupted after his brothers desepiearence... however... is Dream really dead? We will see...
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Killer... part of Nightmare's group. He is a great knife thrower who feels nothing at all... But something changed... Killer, someone who can't feel anything slowly starts to feel things... he is slowly learning what love is.
However... will fate think of letting those two have a chance to get their happy ending?
Stay tuned and find it out on this book. Experiment 509...
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Cover ain't mine credits to their rightful owner ^^
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