The person I admire most in my life is called Portcas D. Ace. Died in a battle on top of the mountain, his body burned through his internal organs. He died in the year 1520 of the Hainan calendar. At the age of twenty. You are dressed in fiery red, entering my dream. Hey, if you have a chance, would you be willing to go to the human world again? Ace: Ah, if possible, I want to live seriously. (Laughing note: I'm a noob in terms of writing style and dark history. If you don't like it, don't criticize it.
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