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... ls, staring out at a burning city.
Looking down, there's a large gash across my chest. The blood dripping down my front becomes warmer to the touch as my body goes cold.
I failed.
Blaiton has fallen, countless corpses litter my beautiful city's streets.
How did it turn out like this? I can't even remember how Pacore took the city.
“I suppose it doesn’t matter now,” I wheeze through my blood-filled lungs, dropping to my knees like a marionette with its stri ...
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