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... y frustrated black-haired boy stared agape at the skeleton pallbearers, who were dancing with the coffin while making their way over to the wooden pole, and he suddenly felt that he had been scammed. It’s 2500 Affection Points, a hulking 2500! Did I really spend so much money just to buy this?
What in the world do I need this for? For my own funeral procession? Roel clutched his chest, which was hurting so badly that he felt like he was having a heart attack. Then, he snapped out ...
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