I, Harvey, am a flower in the underworld. Suddenly one day I got tired of being the living dead. I left all the old and young in the underworld. I happily closed my eyes and rolled away to die completely. As a result, when I opened my eyes again, I turned into the old enemy who has been chasing me for thousands of years. There is nothing he can't do, just not to kill me. He tirelessly asks me when I am going to die.
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Could it be that the way I committed suicide was wrong? Or, what else did this idiot do?