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... Mother placed her hands below my cheeks, looing at me lovingly, she said, "I am amazed."

She praised me. Even i would praise myself after defeating that beast.

My gaze also softened looking at her, but I did not say anything.

We kept on looking at each other.

And after a while of that, mother turned her focus away and said,

"Let’s go inside, I have chosen a outfit for you for your awakening tomorrow."

Saying that, she held my hand and pulled me ove ...

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