Blue's Eden.
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MatureOngoing1h 2m
Last published Sat, Jun 14, 2025
In a post apocalyptic world where hierarchy and power determines survival, a law set in blood and brimstone spinning the new world order where even love flows with class and power, the weak only have dreams that forever remain dreams, until there comes a new beginning, Eden.
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