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... test with agony at each throb, yet his gaze remained fixed on the pulped visage before him—a scene of ruin where a face had once resided, now a grotesque crater of destruction.
The world was red, back then, not now. He remembered it in flashes: each punch he landed, each memory of it, like a monster... No! He was a monster who surrendered to his basic instincts; he had to.
It made him feel so good about himself, but now it left him dazed, stunned, and naked.
He sat above ...
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