Story cover for Red Strings: My Puppet by fantAsista001
Red Strings: My Puppet
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Ongoing, First published Jun 07, 2018
Disclaimer: 

Picture's are all found in google and has there respective artist. So all credits goes to them. 

Editted them on my own.

***
These were his words...

"If you where to be born on such a world will you just idle by and be a spectator?

Cause if you can then I can not! I will do everything in my might to change such rutless world. 

Even if I only had a slim chance, I will graps it. 

But don't get me wrong I'm not this stories protagonist, I'm nothing but your shadow. I will shape and whip you to be the protagonist of this tale." 

BOOK 1

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I accept criticism but not the hating!
 
If I had wrong grammar and wrong spelling then please do correct it, tell me so I could fix it...That would be helful.

And please NO to PLAGIARISM! 

DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ!
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