The Spirits of Kundara ~ Fall into Shadow
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What would you do if one day you learnt your whole life was a lie?
Akari, Uraru, Metsi, Hanedil, Kamari, Vespa, Senka, Ranen, Saifra, Yuval, Domu, Neelah and Cyra spent their whole lives thinking they were normal. Only to learn at their friends funeral that they are thousand-year-old immortals who dedicated their lives to stopping their evil sister Niara.
Will the heroes be able to stop Niara or will the world as they know it end?
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