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I Met an Alien
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There was a girl named Rouisette Xyev Mackrosi. A girl who has a simple life. She is a simple girl but she is brave. She is really gorgeous to the point where you could doubt if her beauty really came from Earth, I mean, you'll eventually think that she came from other place, other planet because of her unique and gorgeous face. She has an out-of-world beauty. Rouisette is not your typical girl. She's living her simple life until that incident happened.

He met a man, a man who is not an earthling.
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