the chronicles of Zerth: the dark eden
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  • Hora 17m
  • LECTURAS 56
  • Votos 7
  • Partes 6
  • Hora 17m
Continúa, Has publicado ene 03, 2023
when I was a little girl I dreamed to be a space adventure. having my own ship and going from planet to planet learning new things and new spices. most planets now a days have been discovered and written in universe history and many other languages. 
today I finally got settled in to a colleny pod my mission is to set up my pod on a planet I find and learn all that there is to it along with my AI companions.
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