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... I'm about to speak of is entirely true.]
The handwriting was shaky, with splatters of blood sprinkled on the page.
Angzen immediately had the illusion of a young man in his 20s or early 30s, writing with shaky hands and deep lines of worry on his face.
His writing would go either underneath or over the writing lines on the diary.
And as the words progressed into paragraphs, the letters also grew fat and uneven, as though the man was rushing to complete the journal ...
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