ArcticVoid
Space Arctic Guy
Mark tripped and stumbled towards the camp.'' It's okay. Mom's at home, doing well. '' He said to himself. '' if I survive. I'll make my mom, my friends everyone I left behind proud. '' He then made it, almost immediately, he saw a thief flee from a few allies in the distance, far away from base camp. He couldn't fight, not in this condition. Never in this condition.
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