Gremory
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Zecharias Gremory...
Your typical neighborhood boy. He hates life, he hates every living person around him. He has a lot of questions running through his brain. He was too curious about things.
He also doesn't believe in any superstitions. God, demons, devils, monsters, ghosts, magic, and etc. For him, they are all but a bunch of nonsense.
But not until that day came.
He found a note from a "Mr.?" asking him such a question that may make a person creep out. After that, everything changed. His life, his everything. They all changed just because of an entity.
Secrets are being revealed one by one as the days on his life pass through like wind. Even the biggest secret of all.
What really are the Gremories?
What is the secret?
A story of KrimstixQueen09
Rommel Kenshee Manzano (in real life)
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