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06-01-04
*Duragon had finaly been pushed to his waiting limit. He was never the paceint type and wait for so long was driving him utterly insian, just standing on this cloudy platform letting his long dull black hair blow in the wind was not at all his idea of having a fun time* Fucking waste of time this is, I have much more important things to be doing
*Saying that his body became transparent and continued to fade with every second that passed untill he was totaly gone from this realm* DRAGON MASTER: ALL SHALL DIE AT MY HANDS NO ONE CAN STOP ME |