The Chrononauts || statehumans
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Last published Sat, Apr 5, 2025
Do grudges really ever fade? Can someone grow back a piece of themself they lost? Or are they doomed to an eternity of longing? The word "Chrononaut" is used to define a person or entity who travels through time. Also known as a time traveler.
This is a statehumans story/book. Basically my own take on the stereotypical statehumans thing. The title of this book wilk most likely change
Started: 1/2/24
Ended: ?/?/??
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