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... refusing to leave.
One leg dangled of the edge and his face burried into the pillow.
His eyes flickered open at the crack of dawn, and held out just as long to yawn and back into the quiet, aching void of sleep.
The pain in his back was a persistent.
He didn’t eat.
He didn’t think.
He just existed.
[Congratulations! You are currently doing your best impression of a corpse. Keep it up!]
Vergil let out a muffled groan. Burying himself ...
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