Alien Infection
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Last published Sun, Jun 29, 2025
mentions of death and weapons watch out
world full of purity and shines. everyone is safe and sound. untill the sound turns annoying and ear bleeding.
Currently on a hiatus.
Shedule:
First week Friday-weekends.
Second week is a different fanfiction.
This is a work of fanfiction based on Alien Stage by VIVINOS. I do not own Alien Stage its characters, or its universe. All rights to Alien Stage remain with VIVINOS.
This fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only and not intended for profit.
All original content (plot, writing, idea) © Carey.
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