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ok so I suck at descriptions so beware {>"_"}> Ola my name is "Shiloh Rae Rin" ya I know Rae'Rin" its kinda trippy for a last name but once you here my story its gets more then a little trippy and here it is... """ once thier was a little girl with no mother as she died giving birth and only had a father he was a lord or in other words a nobleman and he was a genius and he liked to experiment with DNA of insects and animals but made sure it didn't harm the animal but because he was a genius he rarely showed emotions and when your a child wanting the approval of the only family you have to get their attention by trying to act like them...
But trying to stay emotionless when you have the attention span of a teaspoon pretty much ends in failure but on the plus side it got him to laugh you should have seen my face he said it was priceless and took a picture as I stood their like a statue but two years latter on my 6th birthday he died...
That's right i could say the exact words as i was told by one of the housekeeper's right before my party started "'"miss Rae-Rin um.. I am sad to inform you of this before your celebration but Lord theo h-he died miss"" yep isn't that what all six year olds want to hear right before their birthday none the less!! Also I still don't know how he died as I was never told... well anyways that's how my hell began as it was only just the being..
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Acceptance: A Tale Of Love And Vendetta..
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Safehaven
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Merchant Of Death
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Fate in his hands
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The secret hero
Kim Rok Soo opens his eyes as Cale Henituse on the day of his mother's funeral. He knows he must devise a plan to survive the impending war and achieve his dream of becoming a rich slacker. Can he truly navigate the challenges ahead? A visit from the god of death alters everything. With newfound knowledge and a twist of fate, Cale's journey takes an unexpected turn, setting him on a path filled with danger, intrigue, and the possibility of a life beyond his wildest dreams. I don't own the original story Trash of a count family this is simply a fanfic made by a bored fan. This is not canon. No my picture found on Pinterest This is my first time trying to write English is not my first language I'm just a bit bored and what to try something. Please give me some advice if you have but if you're just here to critique on my work then just stop reading I'm just doing this for fun. Also is currently cross posted on Ao3 under the same name.
W.E.L.F.S: The Snake's Eye (COMPLETED)
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