MILAGROS
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  • Reads 90
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  • Parts 16
  • Time 1h 50m
Ongoing, First published Aug 20
Mature
They killed me before,And I just tried to survive..Then I wanted trying to lose my own life, nobody let me do so.Am tired of being wrapped up in chains and being tamed,.. I'll just make them wish that they had used their chance right.I should just be what they want me to be,,.."their VILLAIN",it will be fun, at least I won't be bored with life anyhow..
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