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Shadow Slave: Eternal Life

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What is death? Death is the end of every destination. Death is the end of every journey. Death is the end of life. Death is inevitable. Death is the ultimate end of all things. For a creature to defy death is to defy the very laws of the world... This is the story of a madman. A story of trying to achieve the unachievable. A story of pursing eternal life. *** Hello everyone! I’m back with another fanfic—this time, hopefully better than the last. First and foremost, this is not an RI x SS crossover. Not at all. This fanfic has its own unique MC and original plot. Second, the story will significantly diverge from Shadow Slave. Third, the MC will not be overpowered. (I won’t repeat the mistake I made in Eternal Madness.) He will rely on his cunning, mindset, aspect, and every possible strategy to survive and win. Finally, I hope you all enjoy this fanfic :)
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THE WATCHER OF THE INFINITE

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