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... daily life hadn’t changed much. The power of Hwanmong and black magic remained in his head, so he thought it was just a dream.
After all, it was unbelievable that there would be a corpse under the bed of his goshiwon.
“Hah! Aang-!”
But what were these strange sounds? The moaning sounds were coming from the room next to him.
He knew that the goshiwon was divided into small partitions. A goshiwon was a simple shack so there was no way it was sou ...
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