Just A Side Character Pardon Me.
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Last published Tue, Nov 26, 2024
Rock cancer, civil wars, unreasonable racism is what are the main components of the world named terra. Or to those who know more Arknights.
##### was a adamant player of that said game, drinking the lore like the cups of coffee one would in the morning.
So imagine to his suprise when he's suddenly in arknights as someone who did not exist in the game, at the same time has many ties with operators, people and factions.
So hop on this adventure and read a story made by a teen who has no experience in story making.
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Warning this is so fucking cringey, boring, forceful and horrid.
All i can say this is SSS+ garbage dawg.
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