Exiled. A fox spirit reborn
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Last published Thu, Jul 18, 2024
"Stiles you are hereby removed from this clan and shall forever more be exhiled".
You will also leave this town never to return.
As your crimes against us have been seen as too great to be forgiven. as the temporary host of the nogitsune your actions although not entirely your own have been deemed unforgivable.
Those were the words I heard before I was taken to my dad where I would hear other words that would destroy any remaining peace I had left.
Those were the words that would begin my new life and the words that left a dead man behind.
I left home to find my parents but something happened to me and my memories were gone.
What happened to me and why.
All I know is that I somehow went into space and for the past ten years I have been someone else while wearing someone's face.
Why was this done to me and who will be waiting for me at the end of this long overdue journey
All I know is from here on out my life is my own and whether I like it or not it is my life as the exiled heir.
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