death favorite face
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- Votos 1
- Partes 4
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DEATH'S FAVORITE FACE
They smile. You scream.
By day, they're waitresses, teachers, cashiers, stylists, and students.
By night, they are death in designer boots-wearing emoji masks soaked in blood.
Eleven broken souls.
Ten women and one black gay man, forged by trauma, betrayal, and pain.
The world turned its back on them... so now they wear new faces.
Each kill is brutal. Each target: corrupt, rich, protected by power.
No mercy. No fingerprints. No clues. Just a mask-and a message:
"This is justice."
No one knows who they are.
No one knows who's next.
And no one can stop them.
But when love creeps in and secrets begin to unravel,
even monsters have something to lose.
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