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... undings were completely different from before. No manor. No hallway. No door to burst through.
My vision was blurry. Adjusting. The brightness was overwhelming.
Pure white. Everywhere. Nothing but white.
’Am I dead? Is this heaven? Did I finally kick the bucket? Is this how that hands of hell work? Even with just a thought of killing the head?’
My pupils slowly adjusted to the light. And then I saw them.
Dozens of beings.
Surrounding me.
Th ...
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