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Ichigo_Uzumaki
Ichigo_UzumakiLv13yr
2021-11-03 04:04

A lighthearted story that is a surprisingly fun read and pretty well written for a story that was supposed to just be practice. Keep up the good work and I look forward to more chapters to come.

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i an giving 5 star because i want author to continue his BEN 10 fanfic . author san please continue your ben 10 fanfic as soon as possible . yours is the first decent ben 10 fanfic i found please dont drop it

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This book is for us degenerates and I guarantee you an enjoyable time if you read this. All you have to do is sell your soul in exchange:).

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I have never seen a Re: Monster fanfic, but this one is really good! Definately worth the read. Keep up the good work Author-san! ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘

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3yr
sage5156
sage5156Lv4

please author-san updated your ben 10 fan-fic, please ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–

1yr
Librarian_Heroen
Librarian_HeroenLv1

The author did a good job with mc. A bastard, I hate him, but he's starting to look decent with his girls. Hope they have more moments that make us think: Hey, he's an asshole, but I can't hate the guy. The R18 is a reality. It's good compared to a lot of 'cake recipes' out there. I say this because some R18s are really pitiful. The author made this fanfic with the goal of training his R18s, so I hope it gets better and better until I can vividly see and feel this obscenity! Give your best author! Do not give up! (Google translator)

3yr
DaoOfCopying
DaoOfCopyingLv4

Reveal spoiler

3yr
SANX100
SANX100Lv13

I am like this book!:)[img=recommend][img=recommend][img=recommend][img=recommend][img=recommend][img=update][img=update][img=update][img=update][img=update][img=exp][img=exp][img=exp][img=exp][img=coins][img=coins][img=coins][img=coins][img=coins]

3yr
DukeMaster
DukeMasterLv4

update man give us an update we need more chapters

5mth
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