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... , finding it empty without the monsters he had imagined, and breathed a sigh of relief.
However, just as his mind began to relax, a sudden weight fell on his shoulder.
Ma Steward turned his head to see a pale, whip-scarred hand resting on his shoulder.
"Ah!"
Ma Steward's heart suddenly tightened. He whirled around to find a female ghost with disheveled long hair and a festering face standing behind him, motionless, staring at him. Two streaks of fresh blood ran fr ...
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