Not Who You Seem to be
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Última publicación mar, feb 2, 2021
Ever hear of a daemon called "Dead Ladd?"
Well I'm in the same boat.
I had never heard of this cretin until about a month ago... WHEN HE KIDNAPPED ME.
Should've known something was up.
I mean, nobody just wakes up at around 3 AM every night/morning, gets bruises no bigger than your thumb on your thighs, forearms and even one on your chest, sees shadowy figures in both your room and rear-view mirror, nor gets cuddled while taking a nap only to find no one there.
Maybe it could've just been too much fan fiction at that point, but when he appeared in front of me, I knew he was real.
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