Rebirth, The blood rose - English version
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 12h 38m
Ongoing, First published May 08
Mature
Yes I can make you try everything in this life, but wouldn't you thank me... not in the end. Why do the gods play with the lives of mortals? Out of boredom I would say, and I'm bored...
Living through ivy and beyond time and for millennia experiencing everything imaginable in my eternal life, one day after another so repetitively until everything becomes so boring, but playing with the lives of humans and neophytes is much more fun. Since I was awakened again I consider this a Rebirth, I will be the master of my own destiny... So come! Come with me, and follow me! By the crimson path!
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