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... od, a hint of craziness flashing in Xiao's eyes as he spoke out loud, his hand close to the dagger and inches away from taking his own life,

"Reaper connect these words to them, my friend"

Xiao said as he kept the pain he was feeling at bay, knowing that from now onwards those controllers of his life, whoever they or it are would be listening to what he was going to say and would get to know about the lengths that he, Xiao will be willing to go to,

"You bastard or bastard ...

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