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... ost intense breakthroughs, epiphanies, and energy consolidation moments from my own life and many other monsters.

I relive them over and over, and the coiling tendrils of corruption keep getting closer to me in reality outside.

Abby and Seraphel land two devastating blows on the Demonic Wyvern they face, and Maria's spectate feed through her eyes is live in my mind as well.

It makes me inwardly smile, her greater angelic form is beautiful... and the dominance she's exudin ...

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Perhaps the paintings in a museum are subjected to more nonsense than you would hear anywhere else in the world.The language that comes out of an artist’s life is the painting itself. It contains the most ordinary lives that know failure, desire, recoiling in fear, and compromise.Learning is about understanding that language. We miss much of what the paintings speak because there is no way to ask the long-dead painters about the philosophy of their lives.In an alleyway in the residential area of Jongno, there’s a peculiar art gallery. This place enables us to transcend such limitations. By sheer coincidence, I ended up visiting that place and began living an entirely different life.

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“No way, Salino, you said that this little guy who killed 300 million pirates in one blow, who is only eight years old this year, is your biological brother?!”

Sengoku Marshal’s office, Akainu, Aokiji, Garp, Sengoku, Crane, all looked confused. “It’s really him!”

Huang Yuan was also shocked and confused, his younger brother was obviously only eight years old, how could he be so fierce? ! At this time, summer is here. Sengoku invited him to join the navy.

“Joining the navy is no problem, I want to be an admiral!”

Red Dog frowned: “General? Just you?” Xia Tian made a decisive move, and sent Red Dog flying with one punch, shocking the audience!

“Yes, it’s just me.”

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“I only want you, Theia. Always have always will and this shall never change. How could I ever want another when I possess the one I solely exist for?”“Phobos,” I call his name fondly a need to hug him and breathe in his calming scent surfaces.“I do not wish to treat you like you are made of glass because you aren't. Your body was made for me and it can handle everything I choose to give it. And this I will prove it to you.”“When?” I ask breathlessly as he ultimately turns around to meet my curious eyes. Golden rings outline his irises his beast announcing his presence and they stand as one before me. A wicked smile paints his face with a flash of canine displayed to me. A promise he gives that I will be ruthlessly devoured.“When I fuck you senseless.”~~~After years of excruciating loneliness, Phobos approached me. A frightening beast, my soulmate who emerged from within the bounds of a ruthless thundering storm. The male I yearned for. He caught me off guard and I was under the spell he cast through his ocean eyes. A spell I couldn't defeat and that very moment I knew I was in trouble. The second our eyes met I knew he would bring me endless heartache.We were childhood friends, him and I. Phobos the gentle and playful juvenile I grew up with and looked up to as a pup vanished and was replaced by a cold-hearted barbarian, he terrified me as he killed many with a blink of his eyes. No regret, no concern his beast often in control surging forward consuming his senses. They were equals.How can I connect with a beast like him? How could I make him call me his? How can I love my childhood friend who has become a merciless monster?