The Life Of Levi
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MatureOngoing6m
Last published Sat, Nov 28, 2015
I have a monster inside me, a killer, it killed my family and friends, I was tracked down by a group of undercover agents to harness my monster and use my killing and anger for good. Now I'm put on a mission to play as a collage students and get information from one of the wealthiest man alive. Here is my story...
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