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... nger tell time through seconds, everything became a source of pain.
His body's aching. Orochimaru's existence. The rotten air he breathed.
Everything was pain.
Teriyaki hung limply from his chains, his body a ruined mess. His skin was marred with deep scars, his muscles torn and barely healed before being ripped apart again. His eyes, once filled with fire, now stared ahead dully.
Orochimaru stood before him, a cruel smile ...
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