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Transmigrated into Eroge as the Simp, but I Refuse This Fate - Chapter 9: Transmigration
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Shit.
The world around me was—wrong.
Too bright. Too blurry. Like someone had cranked up the contrast on reality itself. Everything bled together—colors swirling, stretching, twisting into vague, shifting shapes. My head pounded, a sharp, relentless throb behind my skull, like a drill boring into my brain.
And the sounds.
Not just one. Not just two.
Hundreds.
Voices. No—whispers. Shouts. Static. A mess of noise crashing through my ...
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