Dystopian Rats
- LECTURES 25
- Votes 6
- Chapitres 2
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Dernière publication lun., avr. 25, 2016
Everyone knew the look of the guards of Zel. White cloak, white pants tucked into black boots outlined by gold. A golden crest on their chest of wings that formed a circle representing the peace between other nations. The guards of Zel were all over the world protecting the center of thousands of other cities.
But there's one group that doesn't care much for the guards: The Dystopian Street Rats.
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