Supernatural's normal! | Justifying Supernatural & Legendary Creatures.
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What if the folklores weren't fake? What if the childhood stories you have been listening to actually had a point? What if all of this, the vampires, witches, shapeshifters and all of that actually were true? What if all of them really exist?
Well, in this book, I am writing whatever I have known about supernaturals. All of what I will be writing will be what my belief or hypothesis is.
P.S: This book is not intended to provoke any kind of fake belief in anyone. And if you are someone who doesn't believe in all of this, I would request you not to read this book.
P.P.S: If any of you reading this has any other point, belief or queries, you may comment it along the book. If you have any argument to make, you can P.M me.
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