Broken Perspectives: The Exit
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Ongoing27m
Last published Wed, Mar 18, 2026
Let's just say for my sake, this is just a way for me to relieve some emotions. In the story, No one will be released unless they are properly formed.
Note: This story is not gravitated towards the main character nor any characters inside.
Also no use of AI was used(cant believe i have to specify this)
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