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I’ve been on the run my whole life. Hiding didn’t feel real until my fathers disappeared, and my mother sent my brother and me to Earth. My demon side made me a Dark Soul. Someone not worthy of rights. Even worse, if they knew what kind of demon I was, they’d kill me. So, I shut my mouth and followed the enforcers into a place of nightmares. Hell. I was now a prisoner… a student at Dark Souls Academy for half-demons. |
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