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... n my skull far longer than I wanted them to.
They didn’t make sense.
No, scratch that—they couldn’t make sense.
It was utter bullshit. Complete, unfiltered nonsense.
And yet... I wanted to believe them.
That was the dangerous part. I wanted it to be true. Not because I enjoyed the idea of some rotten corpse in my old body, but because deep down, a tiny voice inside me murmured—
"What if?"
But even if I entertained that thought, what if this ...
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