The Realm of the Lost Souls
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  • Reads 321
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 23
  • Time 1h 26m
Ongoing, First published Feb 23, 2023
Mature
A Light through the Darkness that roams the Land.
Why...?
Oh, what a sad little world. But in this world, there were three sisters. The oldest one would be corrupt, a sad broken heart lost in her life. The youngest would be hope and grief, an unfortunate yet fortunate soul. And the middle one would have a kind, loving heart. I'm sorry though, really. She must do what I could not, save this pour, sad little world. And her...she must save what I lost. I'm really truly sorry, for I am a failure. I grim reflection of you. 
A Shadow.
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