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Killer man verse

Autor: legoshi
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What is Killer man verse

Lee la novela Killer man verse escrita por el autor legoshi publicada en WebNovel. This is the story of a boy named sakolomé killer man Born of this family described as cursed by the previous action of her ancestors and the goddess Mü Thanatos, sakolomé will live the painful ordeal ...

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This is the story of a boy named sakolomé killer man Born of this family described as cursed by the previous action of her ancestors and the goddess Mü Thanatos, sakolomé will live the painful ordeal on these shoulders almost all her life and will lose many loved ones in her eyes but later with the help of his brothers, and the few entourage having affection for him sakolomé will climb the ladder until reaching the absolute point by meeting the gods, the great demons and the devils. Sakolomé will arrive after perseverance to become the master killer man, the one who will be the symbol of the respect of his large family on all physical and meta-physical levels.

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