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... unfamiliar ceiling. It was the stark white ceiling of a hospital. The distinct smell of disinfectant grazed my nostrils.
Then, the events that had occurred flashed through my mind.
‘Looks like I won.’
The demon was strong.
I realized that it was impossible to win without pushing myself to the limits.
No, maybe I did win. But that outcome would have resulted in one of the three of us dying. My pushing it was the right thing to do.
I closed my eyes a ...
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