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... y head keep telling me to kill—and so I did.
I killed and killed until every muscle in my limbs ached painfully. But I didn’t care. I was having fun, like a child playing in their own playground, gleefully tearing apart the monsters that dared to stand in my way.
With each one I killed, I would playfully declare, "Wake up my pretty dolls," and the dead would rise, although they were already twisted and broken, like discarded toys.
Slash!
Slash!
Slash!
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