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I am a wandering spirit. I don't know how long I have been wandering in the soundless and lightless world of nothingness. I only wonder one thing, why am I not crazy? Until I 'heard' a voice, which was the unwilling struggle of a broken soul. I strangely felt his reluctance and pain. - He's asking for help. I instinctively wanted to hug him, but I only retained the future and dissipated memories and a trace of grief after the dissipation of consciousness. As a result, the memory merged with me and finally became one. So, I became Echizen Ryoma.
This is just a fanfic for fun and relaxation. Don't discuss it at an academic level. A grid is just a bean sprout, and I never expect to support the sky.
I've been so frank, if you still want to step on the trap, then go ahead~
If you accidentally get caught in a scam and you want to vent your anger, then do it~
Ps: The temple here is small and there are holes on the top of the head. Occasionally passing by the immortal gods, please be careful when they come. Carefully step on the top of the temple and crush the mortals below...
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In the end, it's just a minor revision, so please hurry up and read the article. If you want to read the article again, you might as well save the page. This article will enter the monthly library in July. The monthly subscription is very cheap. You can read fifteen books for three yuan.
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