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... eason why he did not feel anything when he killed a person.

Nonetheless, he ultimately did not pay too much mind to the actual reason behind his behavior.

With that out of the way, Randy tucked himself under his bed cover and proceeded to take some sleep to rest his tired body.

A few minutes later, Randy suddenly sprung up from his bed as he remembered something that he had been ignoring since yesterday that was crucial to the current him.

‘I forgot about the know ...

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