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After the nuclear disaster, I raised the only god in the city I secretly raised a mutated stray dog in a nuclear contaminated area. People in the slums want to kill it, saying that it carries the radiation virus. Only I know that it is purifying the radiation for me every night. They gouged out its eyes, chopped off its limbs, and hung it on the city wall for public display. Three months later, global nuclear pollution data plummeted, and leading experts frantically searched for the cause. I walked towards the center of the radiation source holding the dog with only its trunk: "Be good, it's time to eat." ------