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𝐃𝐨 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑 | ᴘʜΙͺΙ’Κœα΄›ΙͺΙ΄Ι’!
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Ongoing, First published Jul 08, 2024
Mature
"All I am is a creation from the hands of my Deity, throughout the skies and earth, I alone am one of the honored ones."
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A demon who was gifted by their creator whenever there was an opportunity, grateful to set foot on the land rich in soil. (Y/N) (L/N) sought to discover their purpose in this place, and why they were created. The unknown deity never gave them an answer, simply giving them free will and the freedom to do as they wished as long as it wasn't against the moral laws. After living long enough to blend in with the crowd with no suspicions, they seem to enjoy their life traveling between the four nations now and then. Being able to understand each culture and its past histories, (Y/N) content with how things are receives another message from their creator after 14 years passed.
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Enjoy Phighting reader/phans. I know I have other pending books but I'm afraid I can't resist writing another one, especially with a game I became hyper fixated on after finding Hyperlaser and Katana. My deepest apologies.
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A various!Phighting! x GN!Reader
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