In a nutshell: A little unlucky guy gets sent to Gotham's talent recruitment market, where he finds his life's purpose. (Not really.)
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My name is Shugo. Just two days ago, I was an ignorant, spoiled young master. The biggest crisis in my brief seventeen years was that my father refused to call me Grandpa.
Now I have a psychology degree from a well-known university and sit nervously behind a desk. The green-haired patient in front of me curls his bright red lips into a smile and says, "Hello."
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The protagonist is mentally ill and not human. Cut him open and he's a riot of colors, all of them black.
My take on Arkham, my take on Batman. Expect OOC.
The love interest could be anyone who appears in this story.
Theme: Cut him open and he's a riot of colors, all of them black!
Ah, I'm not happy anymore, I just found a good book! I roared from the bottom of the pit.
So Hiirago's father is not only raising a son who is not his own son, he is also not the son of his goddess.
Laughing to death doesn't matter at all, because it's crazy in itself.
As long as you don't have a brain, you won't be brainwashed. Help. It's so funny.
This article is so well written, it reminds me of an article about Routh's Narcissus. It is really exquisite and wonderful. Madam, you are my god.
Facts have proved that when two devils come together, they will either hurt each other or become twice as evil.
Hahahahahahahahahaha what a devilish dialogue
Aaa please update awa! Like it very much!!!
Joker: I will give you the best adult gift! [Imagine the green eyeballs that were dug out] Crouching dragon and phoenix chick belong to yes
It's too short. Please update it soon.