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... ilated with his own hands.
“Not even a cuckoo bird... You sure left your mark all over the place.”
The one Ihan was chasing was none other than Number Two.
These days, they went by the name of the 2nd Apostle or Hensel or whatever, but the Number Two that Ihan knew wasn’t anything as grand as an Apostle—just an irredeemable degenerate.
A lunatic who would chase after anyone they felt affection for, regardless of gender, desperately craving love and attacking them. ...
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