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... ater or slept. In this Hell, Bologue’s physical limits were stretched endlessly. Even when reaching the peak, he only felt boundless pain, not truly dying.
The only way to find relief here seemed to be letting these monsters devour him.
Bologue refused to give up. To alleviate the pain, he would occasionally cut off pieces of flesh from these soldier-like monsters, then roast them over burning flames. The taste was not good, like chewing dry bark. Sometimes he would close his eye ...
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