A new beginning for us | Lustmare
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Last published Fri, Jan 27, 2023
Lust!san the most known for being a whore in the entire universe, only to be on the floor and looking up to a skeleton who had his soul in his hand. The bright pink soul shimmering and shattering his soul apart causing Lust!san to scream in pain of sorrow and horror, it was terrible. Lust!san blackening out only to wake up and see a blue light and a blue light leading him to touch it...
A mystery...isn't it?
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