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We, The Tyrants

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Fantasy Romance
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What is We, The Tyrants

Đọc tiểu thuyết We, The Tyrants của tác giả shroomz được xuất bản trên WebNovel.Charilyn, a medic elf of the Golden Band, is in unconscious hiding. She's trying desperately not to break any more rules, and not to draw any more attention to herself than she already has. The rules ...

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Charilyn, a medic elf of the Golden Band, is in unconscious hiding. She's trying desperately not to break any more rules, and not to draw any more attention to herself than she already has. The rules were numerous but there was one of the utmost importance that was not easy to forget: a medic elf is to only heal the Sovereigns. But when her morals and who she thinks deserves salvation get brought into question by the sharp and unruly Monroe Bishop, the leader of the Tyrants, she discovers that she may have gotten it all wrong. The Tyrants is a story that challenges the idea of salvation and questions whether there are those who deserve it more than others.

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