A family forgotten, but not forgetting (A Yu-Gi-Oh fanfiction) (PAUSED)
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  • Reads 345
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 14m
Ongoing, First published Jul 19, 2015
A powerful duelist in grey robes surfaces out of nowhere and becomes the talk of the world. Who is this mysterious stranger, how is he so insanely powerful and what is his end game?  (Also, I apologize for the delaying of chapters, but various obligations and problems don't allow me to write as often as I wish. Once the chance appears, I will post a bunch together to make up for lost time. Thank you for reading me :D )
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