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... e door slowly creaked open and in stepped his father, a gaunt man who looked like a hardened veteran warrior. His looks betrayed his build, he had a very warming smile, one Aerith deemed too warm. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
"What the hell is he grinning for now?" He asked himself.
He still felt awkward standing next to the man, and how could he not? He was not actually his son, well, he might have been in body but not in mind. And for some reason he retained no memory of the pre ...
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