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... that night in "Fengxi Village".
Broken corpses and collapsed houses, crimson blood pooled on the ground like maple syrup.
"Did I do this?" I kept asking myself this over and over in my heart.
But the shredded flesh between my fingers, and the nauseating yet deliciously sweet blood in my mouth, already gave me the answer.
I had become a monster.
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It’s like that maple forest behind the village, even though I entered it at the break of dawn, by th ...
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