Dance of Celestials

Dance of Celestials

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MatureOngoing25m

Last published Sat, Sep 17, 2016

action adult adultstory adventure demons

Sweeper 63 lived all of her life as a slave... or as they like to call it, servant to the Overlord of Artos. One night, she stumbled upon an escape operation and before she knew it, she was thrown into what might be the greatest... and only adventure of her life. Stablehand 90 had it all figured out. He refused to live the rest of his life as a slave, so he came up with a plan and handpicked the people he would need to bring to success. Seamstress 15 had been doing the exact same thing over and over for as long as she could remember, until she was approached by a familiar face from the cables with a plan that would change her life forever. Logger 53 had to escape, and he had been thinking of ways to do so. He had approached his friend from the stables about this and together, they came up with a foolproof plan.

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