country Humans Sihirku
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  • Reads 8,924
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  • Parts 20
Complete, First published Dec 20, 2022
ayo kita perkenalan dulu
nama; Indonesia bisa di panggil indo
umur;14
sifat; bar bar baik lucu imut suka jahil dan juga usil pinter[ kepintaran nya tertutup karna jahil] jujur polos tidak sopan pelupa [kalo mo curhat bisa ke indo soalnya dia pelupa]  nggak suka ingkar janji [kalo janji ma indo aman soalnya dia nggak ingkar janji] penurut orangnya suka bocil nggak pekaan tentang cinta  
tinggi; 144

cerita ini mengandung pembunuhan sad sesad dan juga harem sihir dan elements

yang homophobia tolong jangan di sini😇🙏 

di mana cerita ini indo selalu di lindungi keluarga nya walau dia itu jahil tapi dia itu polos jujur 
penurut dan nggak ingkar janji..

indo adalah country yang dari dia kecil dia telah di ajarkan tentang senjata dan bela diri  dan sihir walau tubuhnya kecil dia mahir tentang senjata dan bela diri dan sihir sejak kecil ortua indo mati karna pembunuhan kakak dan abangnya naas mati kebunuh indo di angkat oleh asean sebagai anaknya di umur 5 tahun 
Ini
Oh ya di sini para keluarga angkatnya indo itu nggak tau kalo indo pinter bela diri atau menggunakan senjata dan sihir mereka hanya tau indo itu jahil polos dan juga jujur 

Di
cerita ini indo lebih muda dari yang lain di sini para keluarga angkatnya indo itu pada berumur 15 keatas 

selamat membaca (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)
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