Unstable Universe (Law AU) Pt. 1
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Wemmbu never meant to end up in prison. He didn't want to be there. All he wanted to do was kill LettuceK. He didn't even care about his title anymore. Flamefrags could be the strongest.
But maybe....
Maybe it was Flamefrags's fault he ended up prison in the first place.
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SpokeisHere just wanted to live peacefully. Little did he know that the Law would ruin that. Now he wants revenge.
But to destroy the Law he needs experienced fighters. Like Wemmbu.
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ParrotX2 runs into Flamefrags and decides to help him rescue Wemmbu. Little does he know that was probably the worst decision he ever made.
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Flamefrags wishes he had stayed to help Wemmbu when he got captured. It was kinda his fault that Wemmbu was now Law's prisoner.
He also thinks of Wemmbu as an almost brother, and doesn't want him to be stuck in prison forever.
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I don't know what else to put here lol! Happy reading!
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