Uncontrolled Flames. { Samahdi Fire Redson AU }

Uncontrolled Flames. { Samahdi Fire Redson AU }

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{story contains spicynoodles} So we all know that the celestials and DBK got the samahdi fire away from redson and split into 3 rings. But what if the fire was STILL inside him? Theres only one way to find out.. ocs added on this story { yán Jū Di - by my online BSF xinlyn } { Li yunjin - By me. }
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