Arknights - Amnesiac With Groupchat
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Last published Wed, Apr 19, 2023
Imagine waking up in an alleyway with a shady voice in your head, access to some sort of interdimensional group chat of weirdos, and amnesia. What could possibly go wrong?
Notice: some characters will act in accordance to my interpretation of who they are, so it may differ from what you think. Don't read if you don't like it. Rated mature because arknights.
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