Wolf
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Ongoing7m
Last published Fri, Mar 25, 2016
I never aspired to do much with my life. A simple living on the slopes of the Great Valley was enough for me, but I don't think I was ever going to lead that life. Instead, the grips of destiny led me down a path of a betrayed family, lies , secrets, and the rise of a dark wolf with a thirst for power. No, I was never going to live the life I yearned for, because when evil turns to fight, good sends someone to challenge it; me. This is my autobiography, I suppose. The autobiography of a Wolf.
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