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The Chronicle of Aurelia Aurelius

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historical medieval nobles villainess

Can I twist my own fate? Can I avoid my own death? Even the Goddess is trying to make my death come true with her paragon...I will do the opposite of the book of my own fate, and not give any care about the events of the book, what will go wrong about that? What will go wrong with doing what you want to be?

But...in the book, I am being called as "Villainess.".Todos los derechos reservados

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