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Sazanami

TheRealSkollie
War? Sure, I will join that. Are there four worlds to explore? That sounds like my cup of tea. You want to change my race? Well, have at it, I guess. Massacre life forms? Yes, I will participate. Dragons? I would like two of those. You want to make me a princess? Sure, sign me up. Multiple siblings? Sounds good to me. Oh, don't forget about my two wifies! After 2 years of experimenting, 3 Sazanami appeared around the world. The invaders won Africa, the western side of Asia, and South America. Human beings have found salvation in the superpowers of the Sazanamis weeks after their appearance. Once the battle powers were established, the war recommenced. After 20 years of war Ren Bell enters the world with the first-ever S-rank teleportation power. Discord - https://discord.gg/Jj8PSmWahU I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com Please check out my other novel, The Tales of Kitsuna.
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