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The tree of Eden

Autor: Greyworrld
Fantasy Romance
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What is The tree of Eden

Lee la novela The tree of Eden escrita por el autor Greyworrld publicada en WebNovel. A simple tree, a simple life. The tree of Eden has been in the middle of the world for a very long time. After a while, the tree gained life from the absorption of extra nutrients from it's environmen...

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A simple tree, a simple life. The tree of Eden has been in the middle of the world for a very long time. After a while, the tree gained life from the absorption of extra nutrients from it's environment and it begins to transform into something else. The nutrient it absorbs turned out to be Mana, the essence of magic in that reality. What will become of the tree when it starts to wonder about its environment?

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