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6Death Note does not belong to me. Made on a non-profit basis. Notes: — It's drabble but I doubt any chapter is exactly 100 words long, because I'm not one of those. Kisses.
Statistiche della storia
Scheda tecnica e aggiornamenti
Prima pubblicazione
15 de julho de 2016
Ultimo aggiornamento
16 de janeiro de 2017
Stato editoriale
In corso
Lingua
Português (Brasil)
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