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... ve me a degraded version of the potion.
They also shared the food with me.
In the meantime, my environment is getting worse and worse.
A year after that day, I couldn't get into my room.
Sad and crying, I threw the cup that was on my desk towards my mother.
After that, my father beat me many times and experienced pain I had never felt before.
My mother never stopped my father.
It's a degraded version but the potion helped.
I was sad ...
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