Dylas x Frey Rune Factory 4
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Última publicación mar, oct 25, 2016
I know i said that i would nor do many fan fics but after searching for other RF4 lovers such as myself i knew that more of these stories needed to be made. Anyway-
You woke up dazed, confused, and lost. Where were you? Why were you here? Who are these people, and why do they seem very angry with you? all these questions racing around in your mind but before you could ask a single word, "Well someone seems to have had a nice nap.", said a man in front of you in a raspy slightly irritated voice. "Now that you know the consequences tell us where they went. We wouldn't want to hit you again now would we.", now slightly smirking as he spoke. It is only now that you realize someone is holding you from behind. You cant see them but you assume they have the same uniform "They seem like some sort of guard." you think to yourself, completely forgetting that you are being held by two very angry men. "HEY!", the man in front of you yells "Answer my question, where. are. they?" he says this very slowly as if talking to a small child who might not understand. "Oh shit," you think "What have i gotten myself into today?"
BTW i'm so sorry abut the cover i'm no good with my computer and couldn't find out how to download a pic i wanted so take a pic of my dog sparkles
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