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... es... Temporal Necrosis... Aego Marks... I choose you...
... Heathcliff.
My sight is blurry, but I feel full of vitality as I open my eyes.
Strange voices whisper into my ears, and unknown images overlap in my head, many of which I cannot comprehend. By the time I fully gain consciousness, I no longer remember any of those words or flashing memories that surged within my mind.
All I think about are my dying thoughts—my empty life, regrets, and sil ...
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