The Destroyer King 2(4D)
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I'M THE DESTROYER KING, WITH NO HESITATION.
It's not bad to love a bad guy, especially if that guy is afraid to hurt you, he can't even look to others to you to feel, that he's all yours and all he just do is to you to feel that you're the most especial girl on earth.
But, what if, you found out his secret? The deep secret he's hiding from you? And you found out that, that's secret will broke your heart and the most painful you didn't expect to feel?
Would you accept him even though you found out his secret? Would you forgive him even you can't handle the pain anymore? What should you do?
Stared - 7/10/2023
Ended - 7/2/2024
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