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Killua woke up in what he thought was a village. It looked to be far out in the country, and something almost immediately caught his eye when he sat up. It was skull. A bigass skull with horns and three eye sockets. "The fuck?" He didn't know if he should be scared, or just uneasy. The thing was long dead, but did more of them exist around here? And then he also realized. Where is Gon? Killua froze, then pushed his En out as far as he could. No no no no no no damn it! Where the hell is he? His teeth gritted together as he stood up, then he heard something. "Help!" Killua broke out of his worries and his eyes snapped in the direction of the voice.
His paintings were worshipped all around the globe . They were unlike anything seen before . No one knew how to replicate his technique or even his paintings. He was a well-known mystery and everyone wanted to figure him out . Only if the world knew that this particular artist paints with bloody knives.
It wasn't fair. Sans had finally saved you, did it the right way without breaking any moral code. And yet, it wasn't enough. So, he decided to play by the rules the world had given him.This was his last chance. No more resets, no more redos or loading or saves. It was all up to him. ...what was so wrong with consuming a couple human souls to save you? *it's hard to break someone...but it's damn near impossible to put them back together*
As McKenzie falls for this new guy will see find true love or will it just be her and her horse chase
The story of Encanto...but with a twist. (I do not own anything related to Encanto or the imagery used. I only parts that were originally made for this story)
Num internato de magia ocorre varias paixoes ,mas o mais destacado é o do Mitw