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... igging deep into its flesh... despite its constant cries of despair.
He felt his heart waver, and his muscles tense. All his emotions were erased, and so was his suppressed killing intent.
'...How ruthless. Devils. If it's them, then it makes sense. Devils are the most abstract race so far, as they have countless ways of operating and obtaining secrets.' He thought, and calmed down.
"I desire nothing much. Just your identity." He said, and Damien immediately replied. "Dep ...
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