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Chapter 2 Burning Hatred
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... peace to the soul.
The moonlight pierces through the window of a particular humble house.
A boy that looks no more than five years old is comfortably lying on his bed while his mother skims through his hair gently caressing it with love.
The boy hugs a pillow before he raises his innocent eyes to look at his mother, "Mom, I don't want to go to sleep. I still want to play with dad"
"It's late you little rascal, you need to sleep or you will get sick", replied the ...
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