The Creators
CHAPTER 12 Temari trained a full week after; controlling each energy she had inside her. Nights were restless, her eyes heavier then weights, and her muscles ached from the brutal training.
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CHAPTER 12 Temari trained a full week after; controlling each energy she had inside her. Nights were restless, her eyes heavier then weights, and her muscles ached from the brutal training.
CHAPTER 11 Temari's heavy eyelids closed as the sun set. She was going to try to talk to her Spirit so that she could combine their souls to form one Creator.
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