Enchantress
- LECTURES 63
- Votes 2
- Chapitres 1
En cours d'écriture
Dernière publication mar., sept. 13, 2022
"I never wish for this position, I never wish to be above all living beings but I guess this is my faith? Because equal to this position and power is a consequences that will hunt you alive. I'm Elysian Midnight, the former Enchantress of Godhead Academy or maybe up until now. Still finding the right justice for this and found out that betrayal is everywhere and no one is an exemption."
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