
by Cethin
I used to pray for the world to end.Sitting in the back of the classroom, Aris spent his days daydreaming about zombies and monsters, the ultimate escape from boring lectures, teachers, and a future he didn't care about. He thought it would be fun. He thought he’d even be the hero.He was wrong.
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