Bloodstains and Betrayal
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  • Reads 3,504
  • Votes 65
  • Parts 30
  • Time 3h 40m
Ongoing, First published Jun 12, 2013
I had blood on my hands when I was 15. I've killed hundreds. I've been to hell and back. It's all because of... Well, if I told you that now, this wouldn't be much of a story now would it?
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