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The Reader,The Dreamer,and the Guardian
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 19m
  • Reads 285
  • Votes 30
  • Parts 4
  • Time 19m
Ongoing, First published Jun 22
Original description:
Red Hair Triplets x Orv

Oldest Cale then Kim then Barrow

Experimented on when they first reincarnated and then the apocalypse started

They don't trust anyone.
Besides each other
And the constellations from their home world. Who have been with them from the beginning.

What happens when the main Orv group takes an interest in the 3 six year olds?

Also Who's the Reader?
Who's the Dreamer?
Who's the Guardian

Only the world knows that answer



Triplets: Hello.

Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk:We your dads now

Triplets: W H A T T H E F U C K ?

New description:
The world has finally built itself back after the ending of the calamity that were the scenarios. Kim Dokja enjoyed his life togheter with his companions after he was let out from the hospital. Their life was peaceful until that damned transparent blue screen appeared.

In another location, deep underground, some scientists decided to create something against nature. A poor woman is the unwilling and unknown carrier of said something or rather somethings. Poor her, she gets to cradle her kids only for a moment while she bleeds out next to her husband.

And in different world, 3 gods are forcing their children's souls into a new world and then forcing their own way into said world. Now, whether that world's gods or rather 'constellations' like that, it's not their problem.

Three redheads are born against nature itself. If you asked them who they trust, they would answer each other and only each other...and maybe, just maybe the annoying bastards that call themselves gods.
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