BLOOD LUST
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Publikasi terakhir Sab, Mei 17, 2025
Earth is corrupted due to a scientific experiment but that is not the only reason several species are fighting each other creating originations which lead to a war making the world unbearable to support live .. Our MC is trying to unite the creature together but hides his true form .
Little did he know his " Lover" is something more then he thought
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