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Is there anything worse than crawling out of the grave to find that not only have you lost your memory, but you are also penniless in a dirty garbage dump that even contains corpses?
It turns out, of course there is.
Meteor Street, dark blue hair, skull mask, umbrella...
A large number of memory bees pupae come in, you are... "Feitan!"
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She walked out of the darkness,
The sun fell on her hair inch by inch.
She looked at him,
Showed a smile,
shouted softly,
"Feitan."
I watched quietly in the past. Even though the body was corroding, my soul would always remember all of this... Everything.
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Although I lied to you that I was your mother and abandoned you a long, long time ago, I am now lonely, weak, helpless and pitiful. Not only do I have amnesia but I can easily die.
Ps: This article is written in a relaxed style, first person, relaxed and daily, and it is many years before the plot.
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