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... d was hazy. Not a single ounce of strength remained in my whole body, and I couldn’t even move a finger.
I had been starving for days. I recalled the past from a few days ago, the time when I first entered the room.
The repulsive heteromorphic nest full of writhing flesh, the hatchery where Divine Ones were born—this was my starting point in Room 203.
Why am I the only one starting in such a terrible place?
It was a question without an answer.
Anyway, sinc ...
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