The Forsaken Flames
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Última publicación mar, abr 9, 2024
My name is Tristan Ariel. 10 years ago, my parents were killed by a group of powerful yet unknown demons, making me an orphan. In the end, a sorcerer managed to banish them.10 years later, the same sorcerer summoned me to his Temple of Grace to ask of my assistance in destroying the very group demons that made me an orphan. It turned out the spell he used on them was temporary and they have returned.
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