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... d in a silence so deep it almost felt solid. No dreams. No thoughts. No body. Just emptiness.
And then—
"Ah, it feels good to stretch."
The Trickster flexed Dante's fingers, rolling his stolen shoulders as if trying on a new coat. A wicked grin split his borrowed lips.
"You really don't take care of yourself, do you? So stiff. So tense. Almost like you don't trust anyone. But don't worry—I'll get everything moving again."
He turned, surveying the dimly lit ...
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