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Chapter 2: Meeting God (Self-Proclaimed)
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... l maple-like hands pressed against a massive cut where blood endlessly gushed forth between the stomach and chest, entrails exposed. Her little hands struggling to close the wound as her eyes teared, nose ran, and mouth drooled. “P-please don’t die… Reid-sama!”
The young man fruitlessly attempted to wipe away her tears with his left hand, but quickly forsook that – incapable of even the smallest action with his left arm, he was forced to use the other to wipe the tears from her cheeks, l ...
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