You were walking down a quiet street. The sound of rain gently hitting your cloak, your shoes clicking softly with every step. A few days ago you received a letter, “You’ve been summoned by Prince Marvin. Meet him at 92nd Street by dawn.” As you approached the location, you saw a tall young man leaning against the edge of a stoned building. He didn’t even look up from the ground. I hear you have abilities. I muttered as I looked into your gaze. Things were about to get, twisted…
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29/09/2024
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