Mixing Of The Bloods
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This is the story of two lovers. Both were prince and were the salvation for their kingdoms. One of them was prince of light and other was prince of darkness. They were the descendent of light and dark It was determined that one will kill the other. But what will happen if they fall in love with each other. This is the story how they hide their love from the cruel world of gods, demons and angles who possessed humans and categorized human kind. But in the end what will happen......
This is the also the story of suffering mankind because of Light and Dark and religions. They used us for their own filthy purpose. we are not servants we are the supreme creation. And now is the time to fight back and to get our revenge for our brothers and sisters who died because of them. Now the earth is stained with their blood and still is staining. This is the time of our awakening.
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