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... ur fucking brains out." The Senior General asked with an angry expression as he immediately tightened his grip over Anon’s neck and placed his wand right over his head.

Suddenly, Anon’s eyes shined brightly purple and a psychopathic smile appeared over his face...

He raised his hand slowly and placed his index finger over the General’s head.

"What are you-"

*BOOOOOM*

Before the general could’ve completed his sentence, Anon blew off his head with a fire spe ...

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