Severe pain all over his body, dizziness and ringing in his ears, exhaustion... Along with these things that Anjurou had endured, there was also the warm morning light, the gentle breeze blowing through his hair, and the lively and noisy cries of the teenagers.
"The wounds are healing! Mr. Purgatory is starting to breathe!"
"Wow, wow, the hole in the big-eyed belly has grown! He's alive, he's alive!"
Purgatory Anjuro opened his eyes and looked at the morning star falling into his arms.
It turns out... As long as you survive that long dark night, dawn will appear in front of you.
Concept: Crocodiles don't have tears, I do
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