At what time, where was he at that moment, he was among his loves, these people he became a pseudonym, so that he could change the world, amidst stories of the present, past and future
So now, even when he had a project to mark his story, even when he wanted to share his story, when he showed with his power, that sometimes less and sometimes more, everything could be different, he had the middle of the mysteries that they created, in that time when he manages to make everything as pleasant as possible, then, among the pleasures and his desires, he was nothing more than the greatest of all conquerors and the trailblazer of the unknown.
When it was proven that he was the greatest detective in the world, even denying between pleasures and mysteries, everyone moved on, even if he had to do everything in his power to be the greatest detective in the world.

Dimensions In Reflections Of Multiverse Fears Pleasures

In which he could never shake the feeling of being watched, in worlds where each was a constantly disturbing place as he traveled through time. 


Then, with exposure to the worlds of darkness and creepers, it took influence on his body, on his being and on his soul, just as it once altered living beings, increasing various traits and abilities, but also some vulnerabilities, being that emotions and the ability to experience them seemed to fade with time for those imbued with shadows. 


Sometimes the morphic nature of the Dark Worlds and the creepy crawlies could produce strange effects, particularly in areas like the Black Rift, where despair took hold of him, where they were especially morphic, with events that had a particular affinity for them. the plan, like death, for example, just on the Black Rift, a pile of bodies made more skeletons appear, until there were thousands, billions, at times you couldn't count. 


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