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... eyes, he saw the same images on loop: the scythe tearing through bodies, souls being ripped away like fruit from a tree, those empty eyes staring into eternal nothingness.
And the worst part—the part that kept him awake, staring at the cracked ceiling of his apartment—was that he didn’t feel the horror he should feel.
He felt curiosity.
Grim had returned to his small form after the attack. The tiny skeleton now sat on the windowsill, motionless as always, his toy scythe p ...
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