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A faint gray mist hung over the city like a death shroud, while large raindrops pelted down from the sky like scattered soybeans.
Though the magnificent buildings and skyscrapers remained untouched by the Smallpox Deity, Shibuya presented an eerie and tragic scene — one far more terrifying than if Cursed Spirits had razed it to the ground.
Everywhere, people writhed in agony, beating their chests and stamping their feet from joint pain. Their skin erupted with horri ...
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