Life for Death Love for Revenge
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Last published Sat, Jul 26, 2025
Honestly haven't really thought of one yet. Three others and I came up with the idea for this monster. Each of us has our own OC's, and we all came up with four or so shared OC's together. This one, in specific, is from my Character Kurohana's perspective. This is more of a Fantasy dystopian story that mostly has some historical accuracy, but don't quote me on it. I have been working on my character's point of view since the beginning of the year and only have 2, almost 3 chapters done. The other three I created this with haven't worked on their characters yet, but here is mine. It's slow and coming, but I ask that you at least give it a shot
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