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... alysis work was still problematic;they couldn’t determine what the pathogen was, not even the type of illness.

They still referred to the causative agent as the “Death Factor.”

All they knew was that this black liquid-like unknown pathogen was akin to a “connecting medium” that could connect and beautify various dead materials, recreating the appearance and memories from before a suicide’s death without needing the body, deceiving the eye.

They also came to a dreadful hyp ...

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